it's amazing how the tides turn...

"The dog days are over." ~Florence and the Machine

So, the lazy, hazy days are over....the crazy days have come.

Bret and I will be moving soon.  This means packing and pitching.  Cardboard boxes...which apparently psychologically affect my dear husband (nightmares of Borders stocking rear their ugly heads).

This means no more boredom filled afternoons...in a way I'm very grateful for this.  The other part of me is going, "OMG...will we get it all done in time?  Will I have time to chill?"  

It wouldn't be me if it weren't crazy.  It'll all work out in a strange way...as it already seems to be.

lazy hazy crazy days of summer

I have found myself to be caught between boredom and "hit the ground runnin'" lately.  I'll have a day where I am traveling a lot nonstop, exhausted, etc. The next, I won't know what to do with myself and find myself doing pretty much nothing (and hating every moment).

A common saying is, "Teachers have 3 reasons for being teachers: June, July, August."  I disagree...if I didn't have a summer job right now, who knows where I would be right now.

I feel very in between right now...kinda waiting for stuff to happen.  Anyone else feel that way?