This summer felt so right until the heat wave showed up. I guess we were spoiled with low 90’s because now that it’s hitting 100 and higher (tomorrow is supposed to be 105) I am feeling very crabby about summer in the suburbs.
I really want to go back here.
That ocean breeze. I wish I thought to pack it up in my suitcase and bring it home.
Every time you get home from vacation there are re-entry pains. Every time. So I can’t blame it all on the heat, but this week I’ve been incredibly tired, irritable, and moody.
Mike is having a party, it’s so fun.
My mom was in the hospital too and I was worried about her. She is home now and feeling better but is it bad to think back to the hours I spent in the ER alone with her and miss that? I mean, she felt awful so I don’t want her to go back to that for one second. Don’t think I’ve totally lost it. But while we waited for her to be admitted she was asleep (and finally comfortable) and I was reading a magazine. It was peaceful. It was a break from my tired, my irritable, and my moody.
So, the heat and the mood swings can catch a ride on outta here. I just want to feel the happy that I felt last week at the beach. Or the happy I feel everyday here at home doing what I love. Ready to be done with the week-after-vacation syndrome.
Pictures like this help put a smile back on my face.