I’ve long hated August, mostly because of the weather, but also because of “the most unsettling time of the year.” Fall was always the hardest season in terms of scheduling all of the activities. Getting back into the swing of everything and figuring out who was dropping off who, where, and when was rough. October was when things finally started to settle down.
That changed once they were in college. Saying goodbye was tough and adjusting to an empty house can be depressing, but it’s not the same unsettled feeling as when they were in K-12.
Younger S leaves for his final year tomorrow. I’m not sad yet, but I know I will be. I’m always sad when they go. It always takes me a day to adjust. We were going to visit and see his new apartment over the weekend, but now he says he has plans. No biggie, as we were planning to go in a few weeks for my bday.
but I still LOATHE August! H suggested we just rip it from the calendar. Sounds good to me!