Yesterday I got the letter informing me that I need to report to work on Monday, August 20th. So there it was, an official letter letting me know that my summer vacation was soon to be over. I am not ready to go back. I'm ready for my little guy to go back, but not me. There are still some projects I wanted to complete here at home. I haven't been able to accomplish them because my father is going through some medical issues right now. He is my right hand when I'm doing things in my house, so I have had to put these projects on hold.
My little guy registered for school on Tuesday. I can not believe he is going to be in kindergarten. He has met two of his classmates already-both girls-isn't he lucky? We're all set up for before and after school care. He'll continue to go to the 1st choice room at the Y in the morning as he did last year before pre-school. They'll then transport him to his school. He'll then be able to participate in the extended care program at his own school after school. My only concern at the moment is how exhausted he will be after a full day of school. It can be such an adjustment. A good note to add is that his father has agreed to alter parenting time during the week from 4:00-8:00, he generally visited with him from 5:00-9:00.