We’re sliding towards the end of August with the cold fingers of September creeping ever onward. I, for one, am enjoying the cooler weather and the lack of Factor Fifty, merely adds to that. The nights are light enough and it’s blackberry season too. The Summer Sales are pretty much well picked over and Back to School slogans shout from stores as we rev up for the new term.
The Ever Lovely Mrs J took Wee Man into town today to get his new uniform. I’ve not seen him in it and by odd happenstance, I found a picture of his first week at junior school. How he’s grown, over the years. He’s a kind, gentle soul and I hope that secondary school doesn’t take that out of him. Certainly school seems to be different from when I was a kid – UK readers may like to hum Symphony for a New World at this point 🙂 – and a more sensitive school policy may not be a bad thing, in my book. Perhaps, in a similar way that our parents say their school days were different to ours.
Work, has been absolutely nuts. It’s been some time since I’ve been involved in a project that is so disorganised. The firm have really left things to the very last minute and we’re weeks away from the launch date. In some ways, it’s good to be involved in something that keeps me busy and I don’t mind a bit of organisation. People seem to be happy with me helping out, which is good; I mean, I wouldn’t want to get in the way. I wonder how we managed to get people on the moon, when we can’t seem to get a group of people to agree on simple things like photocopying costs and how posters should look. 🙂
The only downside to this busy period, is that when I come home, my brain is a bit flat. I’m used to having some spare oomph at the end of the day, to channel into a spot of writing, blogging; rather than the psffft whummmm noise as my mind spins down like an old hard disk. Still, there must have been some slack left, as I managed to rattle off an article for another blog site. Hopefully, that will see the light of day later in the autumn.
Now, just the long weekend. Plenty of time with the Ever Lovely Mrs J and the nippers. Happy days.