The house is far too quiet with the boys back at school, and of course it's trashed from their presence. I'm getting that itch to wash and put away the winter clothes and see what from last summer survived its stay in the attic. It's time to string the silk forsythia down the stairs and put the wreath of iris and jonquils on the front door. The stuffed snowmen are relieved of sentry duty and about to take a spin with the spiders upstairs. Spring is here. Bring it!
It's been a week since I've sat here to catch up, a week of getting children back to schools, of juggling two jobs, visiting my in-laws, filling out forms for financial aid, and getting ready for Easter. After fourteen years of being a stay-at-home Mom, I find it strange to be ironing my clothes for the office, packing two lunches instead of one, and riding the subway every day again, but I find I'm liking it. How important it is to have a reason to get dressed and out of the house in the morning! Spring is finally sneaking up through the melting snow, and I get to see the progress it's making first-hand. The subway is crammed with fascinating people whom I either get to observe in great detail, or sometimes talk to, despite years of warnings about talking to strangers. I even get to catch up on some reading during the commute, although I confess to library books rather than beginning to figure out how to download anything to my electronic book (which you won't be surprised to learn was a present, and not something I bought for myself).
The house is far too quiet with the boys back at school, and of course it's trashed from their presence. I'm getting that itch to wash and put away the winter clothes and see what from last summer survived its stay in the attic. It's time to string the silk forsythia down the stairs and put the wreath of iris and jonquils on the front door. The stuffed snowmen are relieved of sentry duty and about to take a spin with the spiders upstairs. Spring is here. Bring it!
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