Two Weeks Notice

I don't care what this week is like,
it's going to be a lovely week.

This is our week of no school
and I am so glad it's here. I met it at the door
with a hug. I keep smiling at it from across
the room. I'm going to ask it to be
my best friend.


And don't tell the kids this...because it's
not final yet...and because I know you're just so likely
to hunt down my kids and blab this...but I'm looking
at things, shuffling things around,
weighing the pros and cons....and I'm trying to
decide if we will have
one week or two weeks off for this fall break.
Yes, you heard me, Dear Reader.
Two weeks.

I know you're not anywhere near as interested
in that little tidbit of news as I am, but it kind of has
my heart beating a little faster when I think of it.
(It used to be smiles from cute boys
that made my heart beat a little faster.
Now it's the thought of a break from the daily grindstone.
How things change over time.)
That way I can leisurely enjoy some of the free time
without feeling guilty
and still have time to get things in order
for our second quarter.
I would have time to be both profitable and lazy.
I could have my cake and eat it too.
I could have the best
of both worlds---I could be Hannah Montana.


The second quarter I had plotted out for us
had a lot of padding in it.
But things have gone so well this school year so far.
We have stayed on track. We've been able to follow the
weekly plan and keep up the pace with
just a few adjustments here and there.
--am I crazy to do this?
Will I regret it?
Oh, decisions.
How I don't enjoy them.

I will pray about it
and think about it
and just see how this week begins to shape up.
But I told you,
I have already determined that it will be a lovely week.
Going into it with that determination,
how could it be anything else?

I hope you'll have
a lovely week too, Dear Reader.
I'm singing "Lovely Day"
(song #2 over there) to you right now.
And don't be mocking
my groovy 70's selections.