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The other day I was reading Liz’s blog and her post about early mornings, and I was kind of struck by my own morning traditions and how it changes depending on the time of year.  During the school year, my mornings are crazy and rushed, and sometimes I am out the door before the sun comes up.  During the summer, it is like I am in weekend-mode all the time!  I really love summer time for a number of different reasons, but I particularly enjoy the fact that my world slows down a little.  When, you are a college instructor, you never really get out of the semester mindset.  When the students are crazy and stressed at the end of the semester, so are you.  In some ways, I feel like I never graduated.

And, that comes with its ups and downs.  I love having the summer “off” (even though I am teaching a class), but it is hard to be on such a long break. The winter break I get between semesters never feels long enough with the holidays in there, but summer is such a long expanse of time that I get used to the slow easy mornings of messing around on the computer and having a chance to eat the breakfast I actually want to eat.

This summer is even more fun and lazy because the boy is home with me all day, or most of the day.  And, actually, it has been wonderful.  We get on each other’s nerves some, but we have never really had this much time off together just being happy.  We have gotten to play with our new Wii fit every morning, laughing at the TV when we get told day after day that we are obese - you gotta love BMI.  And, we are just generally taking it easy, which is something that I don’t do very easily or very often.  But, I am really getting to love it more and more.

That makes weeks like this even harder.  I have a bunch of stuff I have to do, and I can tell you that I really don’t want to do any of it.  I would so much rather keep working on my studio, which is what I am going to call my new crafting room I have decided - I have always wanted to have a studio!  And, I want to work on baby blankets and clothes, and I want to scrapbook.  All this has helped me determine that Monday mornings are the hardest in the summer.  If I can just make it through this week, I can go back to summer break!