While my husband (and I) finished our class in early May, our daughter is still in school, on her last week. I reminded her that this is her last Monday, and she was excited. She also noted that she has only one more visit to "resource" each before school is out--music, library, art and PE. It seems like this year went by fast. She is enrolled in a summer program at the arts magnet where she went last year. I went there last week to fill out the paperwork and arrived right at 3pm. All the classes had just let out, and I found myself being jostled as I made my way down the band locker hallway. I hadn't been in a middle school in some time. Are the hallways really that small? Or have I gotten bigger (mentally and physically)? I also noted that leaving my handbag unzipped, as is my practice, might not have been the best idea for that hallway trip, not for what could be taken, but for what could be placed in there for me to discover at a later date. Of course, there was no chewed gum (this was the band hallway, after all) stuck to my wallet, but I realized that zipping my purse was an awfully stodgy and grown-up thought, in a, "You kids quit playing in my yard" kind of way.
I've got to put that mentality in check. For me, even worse than aging physically is aging mentally. I've already stopped listening to the latest emo band (is it Fall Out Boy?), but can watch Twilight over and over, so maybe that evens everything out. I am the oldest gen X-er, born on the cusp of boomer/X and have continually strived for a wholly X attitude.
So unzipped I will stay.
