Last year, I wrote this post about how much I hate Labor Day and how it mockingly heralds the end of summer. But this year, there’s a bit of change a foot. For the first time in my – ahem – forty-something years, I’m actually starting to count the days.
Its been an extra long summer due to the old teacher’s strike (which is highly likely to carry on into September) and Shorty #1 is bored! We’ve tried to keep her well programmed with summer camps and what-nots but she is done. She misses her routine and she clearly missed the vibrant social life that the classroom offers. I’m ready for her to go back to school. I’m ready for her to get back down to the business of learning. And I’m ready for her to get settled into a routine.
I’m also ready for everyone to finish their freaking holidays and get back to work. The summer slowdown this year has seriously cramped my style. Everything upon everything I’ve been working on has been on hold while the masses are on summer vacation. HONESTLY, if I get one more out-of-office email, I’m going to puke. Yes, yes, you’re away for the next 15 days. Quit bragging that you will only have “limited access to email.” We all know that’s total bullshit. Unless you’re spending your holiday at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean or in my kitchen (which is a cell black out zone for some bizarre reason) – you only have limited access to email because you don’t WANT to have access to email. Just be honest:
“Please be advised that I am now on vacation with people that I love. I don’t love you because we are merely business associates so I have no plans to respond to your annoying message until I am back in the office and have had at least one full day to complain to everyone about all the email I need to catch up on.”
Yes! Bring on September and lets all get back into the swing of things. Besides, Christmas break is just around the corner.