When I was looking at the calendar today and saw it was August 6th, a desperate feeling came over me. It is the end of summer, and I never did anything fun outside, never took a few days off for a vacation to enjoy time with my husband outdoors (even if it was just sitting outside), never even went to a fair, concert or to the lake.
Now what do I have to look forward to? Bad roads, school cancellations, being trapped in the house instead of enjoying the outdoors.......... oh yeah, I didn't do that when it was summer anyway did I? Ha, ha. Mostly I'm just nervous about the driving in the winter on my way to work. I didn't know how lucky I was before to be three or four blocks from my job instead of a half hour away.
You know what? I'm pretty sure I still have time left before winter and can at least enjoy some of the summer. You know what else? Fall is actually my favorite time of year anyway. Crisp cool evenings and warm days. Yep, it is the end of summer. I can't wait until fall. :)
