All “New” School Year

Exper­i­en­cing some weird emo­tions today. The first day of school is good for me: I work bet­ter when I have a routine, and the sum­mer, though I look for­ward to it every year and love it the whole time, is never as pro­duct­ive. I fin­ished up my sum­mer with a Ran­dom Road Writers’ Retreat, and cre­ated a new short story: an excel­lent way to launch into a pro­duct­ive Fall.

This year is dif­fer­ent: the Girl has headed off to her first day of grade ten. She’s very keen on get­ting back into being busy, and act­ively involved, and hanging with her friends. The Boy, on the other hand…has been at work since 5:30 this morn­ing. He gradu­ated in June and is now pro­ceed­ing with the rest of his life. Excit­ing and strange, yet he con­fessed to feel­ing a bit mel­an­choly. Yup. Life is going to be dif­fer­ent from now on, my dear.