Jon and I are back to being just the two of us during the day. Last week was spring break. And it was pretty bitter-sweet. Resolving the wrecked car situation consumed the bulk of our time, and while I’m happy and relieved to be a two car family again, I woke up on Monday and felt like I’d been knocked over the head and skipped a week.
Although I’ve been assured it’s coming, I haven’t reached the point where I enjoy having a kid away at school every day. I miss him. So you can bet your cotton socks I was reluctantly packing Jackson’s lunch Monday morning while I secretly schemed about ways to keep him home for a few more days.
Suddenly I live for the promise of summer break… And just like that, I’ve come full circle.