For some reason, we designated this season as “The Summer of Xy.” I’m not sure exactly how or why, but I think it had something to do with Xy realizing a need to come to terms with some of those big “life issues.” Or maybe this was to be a season of celebration and wild reckless partying as a fling before that more serious work begins. I don’t know. I’d like to combine both celebration of the self and discovery of the self, but it’s not really about me. It’s about Xy. After all, it’s her summer.
Or it was. Summer vacation is almost over, but the heat goes on. Today, Xy and the other NOPS teachers went back to school for meetings and preparations. Students go back in a week or so.
So was the Summer of Xy a success? I don’t know. We certainly had some fun. But I’m ready for it to be over. I’m tired of Xy sleeping in while I go to work every day.