Regular summers, ones without Me Made, I always feel that summer doesn’t start until my vacation start. That usually happens in the beginning of July and I spend the entire month of June looking forward to my vacation and the beginning of summer. Then vacation starts and I all of a sudden realize that we’re way into summer and that I’ve missed it so far. This happens every summer.
This year though, with being home with Me Made, I’ve indeed missed a lot but I’m well aware it’s summer. That’s the one thing I’ve really noticed. We’re not even in the first week of July yet and it feels like an eternity. We still have two full months left till school starts again and I have a feeling this will be a really long summer, for better or worse. I will try to enjoy as much as I can of it.