Summer vacation has this unique quality of passing bye without notice. It was the case when I was a student, of course, but as a teacher, I hoped for some significant pause that would feel joyous, and last for a long time.
Every year, since I became a teacher, I reach the last day of summer vacation with an absolute amazement – is that all? Is it up already? Did I waist again two whole months without knowing it?
This summer was no different. Last day of school in June felt a long, blissful, way from August, and I intended to enjoy every moment of it. We had only short trips and few events planned, so my goal was to enjoy quiet days doing some projects, acquiring new skills, relearning how to operate the sewing machine, visiting bookstores and enjoying leisure time with friends…
I was quite disciplined about waking up at a descent time and talking my morning walks (a bit later than I planned…). The hard part was going to bed early enough so that the mornings would be easier to embrace, but watching a movie, or the news, or reading a book, were too tempting… after all I am on vacation…
I did manage to organize some drawers and shelves, and go through my wardrobe, yet, the more I did, I realized how much more there is to be done… My plans to do art projects, learn music, dive into a computer language, lose weight or mend my dresses were postponed to the next year. Even my plans to get together with friends for a long brunch, or fulfill promised visits were not executed…
I found myself happy enough doing small house chores; vacuuming and dusting, laundering and ironing and occasionally doing small scale house organization. Following the news consumed my early evening hours, and meal times were joyfully stretched and relaxed. I discovered how much I like being home and not having to follow any set schedule, ‘to do’ list, or answer to any demands on my time...
It will be good to go back to a more structured schedule, to see people, to have the thoughts occupied by school events, and to study new subjects with my students, still, it means going to bed on time, and worse – getting up on time…
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