When I was in school, Spring Break was always around Easter. For a long time, it was the week before Easter and then when I was in high school, planning went all to hell and SB was the week AFTER Easter. I only remember that because when I told my mom about the change, she called the school to confirm. She thought I was trying to get out of school for two weeks. If that were the case I would have done another note.
Notes were great. I would write something lame, like "please allow Kathy into the library after school" and I would get my mom to sign it early in the morning when she was still mostly asleep (and as I write this, I am wondering where that fish smell is coming from? It's been driving me nuts all day). After she signed the note, I would erase what I had written in light pencil with something in pen along the lines of "please excuse Kathy at 10 for a doctor's appointment." All that to get out of school early. I should have at least done something fun.
Anyway, Spring Break usually meant going to Michigan or Ohio to visit relatives. Or we would stay home and do nothing. When I was in college, one Spring Break was spent in LA with my sister, and the next one was spent at home, repainting my bedroom. I didn't do the Florida thing because I never had money, my parents wouldn't pay for it, and I hate crowds.
So this year we are home and we don't have company. I love it because I get a vacation too. Vacation from driving to school, making lunches, homework issues, practice and game issues. I do not, however, get a vacation from "what are we doing today?" While I have a break from the few things I mentioned, I don't have a vacation from laundry, cleaning and cooking (PS I did all three today while one child hasn't bothered to change out of his pajamas OR brush his teeth).
Maybe tomorrow I'll spend the day in my pajamas. I will, however, brush my teeth.
Maybe tomorrow I'll spend the day in my pajamas. I will, however, brush my teeth.
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