I almost got the days wrong today. I thought it was Sunday, but it’s Monday! The weekend is over, alas, and the work week has begun. It’s the end of summer break for my kids, both of whom return to the drudgery of schooling this Wednesday. A part of me wishes summer wouldn’t end; another part is happy to have my house back during the day. A little peace and quiet around here at last!
It’s been a pretty fun summer other than a stretch of health issues I contended with in June, which seems to be a cursed month these past couple of years. Last summer it was COVID-19 (the first time I for sure had it, despite a trio of vaccines and boosters and what-have-you). This year’s ailment was more confounding. But July was better and August is looking even better still. Hopefully August and everything after will be all sunshine and roses. Speaking of which, here’s a song for your Monday from one of my favorite albums of the 90s:
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