My cottage awaits my love and attention for the next two months. I have a garden to tend to, a beach to supervise, and many many trees to enjoy.
This is good. It's a time of detox. No internet, no telephone.... just radio weather updates and friends. Quiet. Laughter. Bonfires.
My entire life will change when I come back... so... I'm viewing this summer as my time in a chrysalis. A time of restfulness and preparation for the next phase of my life; Life without Zig.
Not completely, of course... omg. No. I simply mean, my life as an at home mommy is going to change drastically because Ziggy is going to Kindergarten which, thanks to McGuinty, is now 5 days a week, and all day long. I will have an empty house (save for Darla) in September.
I've had lots of people ask if I'm going back to work... funny thing is, I never left it. I worked in daycare, caring for small people, for 15 years. I still care for small people... I just have longer hours, and the pay is horrid (unless you count the pictures on my fridge, the laughs, cuddles, kisses and general mommy-daughter mayhem). But when she's gone all day... that's when she'll need to know I'm still here. Mommy is home. Nothing has changed. I can go at the drop of a hat if she's sick or hurt. I can come along on field trips, and supervise lunches if need be. Mommy is there.
But what will I do, you ask? Well.... some of you know I've been writing novels... or at least, trying to when I get a spare couple of hours... but it's hard work when you've got constant interruptions. So that is my plan for September... Write. Complete. Push around. Fingers crossed.... Publish.
But that's all 2 months away. Right now, I'm packing. Packing every piece of summer clothing I have, Ziggy has, and everything the dog might need for 2 months. Tomorrow... My summer of rest begins.