Back to school

Tomorrow is the first day back to school.  It is a bittersweet moment for me.  My youngest son, Christian, is going into the sixth grade.  It is such an awkward time for little boys.  He hasn't exactly discovered what he likes yet.  He isn't sure if he's a baller or a gamer.  He loves basketball, but is intimidated to go to the local courts and play.  A lot of older kids are always there and they don't necessarily let him join in.  He loves video games, but me being his mother, I limit his time on them.  I am waiting for him to break out this year and discover what really gets him excited.  And then...there is Andrew.  He is a senior this year.  My eyes get moist just thinking about it.  Dropping him off this morning at his last summer practice got me all emotional.  It is going to be a rough year for me.

I lost 2 lbs.  Nothing big.  Probably water weight.  I am busting my ass at work, busting my ass getting the boys ready for school...and trying to keep the house running smoothly at the same time.  Right now, as I sit here typing I have exactly two hours before I am supposed to be at work.  In that time, I have to make dinner for the boys (so it's there when they get hungry), finish folding the laundry, Iron my uniform and take the half hour drive to work.  Everyday I feel like I am running constantly...but then I remind myself that in the near future I will miss these days.

P.s. The cable guy was hitting on me today.  And, he was 25 years old.  I thought he was gonna shit his pants when I told him that Andrew is a senior this year.  His jaw dropped and he said there is no way you have a kid that could be a senior.  Thank you.  Thank you very much Mr. Cable guy aka Anthony.  :)