First Day of Summer

I should be running around the yard on this beautiful summer morning, wearing not much and screaming "Wah-hoo - summer is here". It is, after all, one of my favorite times of the year. Ever since I was a kid (when summers had even more power over me) I've loved summer, love the weather, love the flowers, love the laid back pace, love the lack of traffic (once all the kids are out of school traffic clears right up) - so many things to love about summer.

So, why am I not doing that? A couple reasons:

1. I'm at work - we can't always be so lucky as to have the first day of summer land on a weekend!

2. I'm listening to sad chick music, and starting off the day listening to sad French music isn't really the way to have a "Wah-hoo" kind of day.

3. It's the coldest day of the week, only 69 degrees - it's the first day of summer and ironically the coldest in a could of weeks!

4. Honestly, there's not much I'm feeling very happy about, between work, home and the impending arrival of my mother - there's not that much to be "Wah-hoo" about. As usual money is tight, and Scott is having trouble finding work (damn the Michigan economy) - so it gets a bit tense for us when it comes time to pay the bills. Of course I haven't managed to clean the house or prepare in any way for my Mom to visit - so that's a pain. We're both worried that if the money situation stays as it is we're going to have to sell the house and give up living here - move somewhere where people have money to spend on home improvement (since both of our careers are linked to the construction industry).

I guess the best plan of attack is to say F**K it and enjoy the summer!

Current Music: Je Suis Venu Te Dire Que Je M'En Vais - Serge Gainsbourg