It’s summer time, you know? I have abandoned my former self who had a calendar marked with cheap, free and fun things to do every day and replaced her with my new improved self who waits until around noon to figure out if we’re actually going to leave the house. Blame the babies on the way, blame the heat, blame my therapist – but I’m smitten with this new me. It’s a treat to meander through the morning with Roan to find that we’re ready to get rolling at about the same time….or not.
We’re still getting our go on – we spent the day at Central Park a few days ago, and splashed, climbed and rode bikes around Pier 6 yesterday. The difference is that the drive to schedule in advance what we’re doing is gone. Don’t know where it went, or why, but I have a message for the world:
Relax. Smile. Enjoy what you’re doing. Summer seems to lend itself to breathing easy and having time for naps. Dig in. Anyone else have a taste of the summer fever?