Fastest yet

Honestly, this summer feels as though it was the fastest yet.  I'm sure part of it is the "empty nesting" that is looming in just eleven days.  I'm sure part of it is that I now work in the summer.  And part of it is just that with each day we get older, and with so many memories, the most recent ones feel like such a blip.

Tomorrow I can pretty much expect to be on my fairly regular schedule.  I have no idea how late I'll need to work each day, so I'm allowing myself to sleep in just a bit for this last week and go in a tad bit later.  Andrew officially reports Friday, but he has a full day of responsibilities on Wednesday, and a bit of a schedule on Thursday.  This was the last weekend of the summer, in pretty much all accounts.  It really, really feels like it just started.  This was, by far, the fast yet.