DAY FORTY ONE: Schools Out For Summer

It was a busy day today, for the whole family.

Leslie has been begging for a bike lock so she can ride her bike to school, and we finally found a good one for her.  So, this morning I walked her to school for the last day, in her pajamas because it was a pajama day, and on her bike.  Then I ran home and remembered how much I hate to run.

Kristin left early to go prepare for her 5th and 6th grade choir performances, and then I took Kenna to MDO.  From there, I rushed over to Kristin's school to catch her performances.   Gotta say, she did a great job.  Some of the choirs had trouble with volume, but they all sounded really good.  I especially thought it funny when the crowd began clapping along with the 6th grade's rendition of "Pocketful of Sunshine."  I laughed because they were so off beat, but the choir wasn't derailed at all.  Sign of a good conductor.

I had planned to go to lunch with Leslie for her last day, and a rain storm hit as I was running around getting her lunch.  Slow workers at McDonald's, then an idiot driver who sat through a green light, followed by a full parking lot at the school made me late.  Then I nearly dropped all the food and drinks as I was running in the light rain.  I was miffed, to say the least.  Once I got there, I greatly enjoyed my lunch with Leslie.  I also discovered there was a young boy that seems to be quite enamored with Leslie.  I made it clear to him that it was a "no!"

I had time to run home and watch a movie before picking up Kenna and then heading to meet Leslie on her bike.  We had agreed to meet her at the corner, so she got to leave school, unlock her bike, and walk across the crosswalk with the crossing guard by herself.

Just a few minutes ago, Kristin came home, done with school for the year.  For now, we can enjoy the rest of all four of us being off for the summer.  I look forward to the days of sleeping late and swimming and hanging out together. 

Enjoying the precious moments that will pass all too fleetingly.

But, at the back of my mind, is the worry that this can't last.  Kristin is a shining star, according to her principal, but there are other subs and aides that are also shining stars that have not gotten jobs- for years.  I worry that any aide job I apply for will see me as overqualified, so I'll get passed up. 

We're in the waiting room of life right now, and that is the one virtue I have the least of:

Patience.