And speaking of ugly, my schoolroom is still dismantled from when the window guys were here in mid-June. (They had to come again July 25 to replace panes in two windows that had been broken in transit). Which means, yes, I've still not finished up all my teacher-bidness from last school term, and the new fall term is but a few short weeks away. Already starting to stress over that.
I spent very little time online in July (could you tell?). Facebook has become a distant memory, and I've just drifted away from a lot of the political blogs and websites I used to frequent. This last has reduced some of the mental anguish in my life for sure. A mother who has trouble keeping up with laundry and getting a hot supper on the table every day need not be burdened with the collapse of civilization into the bargain.
I have also spent time contemplating the future of blogging (as in, will there be one?) because sometimes, it just seems so pointless for everyone involved.
Two websites where I have spent time are Amazon, where I continue to
KitchenAid Pro 600 Stand Mixer, in Empire Red
My birthday is coming up, daughters (five of whom have jobs!)
And speaking of camping, I now need a holiday to recover from my holiday. We had taken our trailer to the lake for two weeks. In my view, if you MUST camp, it is best to do it in a civilized way. I would prefer wireless internet (very handy when you have not one, but TWO deadlines in one week), but I will settle for a flush toilet, hot running water, and a queen size bed. This precludes tenting in any way, shape or form. I gave up tenting about 6 years ago and have never looked back. Our 14-year-old travel trailer (we bought it used, of course) is far from fancy by modern RV behemoth standards, but it is better than waking up at 1:00 a.m. (in a cold, clammy, humid-damp sleeping bag) to realize that your "air mattress" is but an oxymoron.
Of the 14 days we had the site booked, I think we had two nice days. Two. The rest were cold and windy. And if I want cold and windy, I'll just wait for winter, thank you very much. I didn't need to be reminded of it in "summer."
There is only one word to describe coming home after camping: laundry. More to follow in a later post.