I am boycotting any back-to-school sales. I refuse to buy new shoes and pencils. There will be no new spiral-bound lined paper. There will be no backpacks and locker mirrors. I will stay home and watch the seasons change from my backyard. Counting the time with the falling leaves.
It isn't really fair. Didn't the school year just end? It seems just yesterday I was signing yearbooks (K.I.T.) and telling people that I would see them...that we would have lunch, or coffee... I never meant it. I just wanted to enjoy the summer and not be bothered by everyone else. I wanted sun and warmth and outdoor fires and relaxing. I wanted to shed the people I talk to all year and just have quiet.
The summers, these glorious summers are just mine. Quiet mornings, late nights, sitting in the yard and doing nothing but reading and throwing a ball for the dogs. Looking skyward to see the horizon pink and be able to sit on the front steps and actually wait for the sun to go down. But it doesn't last. Pretty soon, the sun is going down earlier and the air in the morning is cooler, (The past two mornings I have had to wear socks to keep my feet warm! UGH! I hate socks!) and that means autumn is coming. And then Thanksgiving, the snow, and Christmas.
I have one day left. One day left of my summer, my vacation, my true break. What do I do with it?
Oh, and P. S. It was sunny today, we had a barbecue, and I had a veggieburger with pickles and some cake. It was good. I liked it.