I know there are some who look forward to getting back to
the regular routine. Back to work, kids back to school. I appreciate and enjoy
those things but the alternative is even better. In the summer I work a short Friday which
makes each weekend feel like a mini vacation.
The only problem is that Sunday morning, if not before, begins the
mourning of the loss of the weekend. So tomorrow I’ll be brave, dawn my black
socks as I pay my respects to a week at home and try not to let the tears interfere
with the good times still left to have.
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