For the last 12 years August 14 was a work day. At school by 7:30 I'd check on the progress of summer repair work, consult with Anthony the custodian, "Are we going to make the opening?"
Didn't really matter his response as the kids would be here on the first day. Amazingly enough we always made it!
We'd be preparing the summer letter to parents, with class lists. This annual ritual always resulted in a few disgruntled parents. However in the lat few years we did our homework and complaints were few and far between.
This year it is very different. Rather than going to work and seeing to the opening of school, I'm sitting on the porch reading the paper, eating breakfast and with no excuse not to go to the gym.
Still on the summer / fall clock, I haven't planned for my next move but sure have been giving it lots of thought. Now that it is dark by 8:00 I know the first summer of my retirement is passing and I look forward to my favorite time of year, Fall
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