Hey friends!

What’s the opposite of seasonal affective disorder?

Because whatever it is, I have it.

We are at the beginning of July, and yet I feel like we are DEEP into summer, even though summer only officially started a week and a half ago. But I’ve come to here to say: I HATE SUMMER.

Tell me I’m not alone here.

The heat. The bugs. But the thing that really gets me is the constant pressure to fill your time with fun summer specific activities. As I wrote this, a baby lantern fly flew onto my hand. Let the games begin.

It’s like the weather gets warm and an air horn goes off in the collective minds of society. And there’s this pressure to squeeze every drop of life out of the season.

I get the draw of summer. The longer days. Sitting by the pool. Going to the beach. Enjoying a well deserved vacation.

When I was teaching I loved summer because it was one of the only perks of the job (aside from the great insurance). Those two months between June and September were sacred. You wouldn’t catch me teaching summer school. I’d sooner drown myself in debt than give away my precious July and August.

But now…

I guess I don’t need summer the way I used to. It used to be a beautiful exclamation point at the end of a strenuous ten months. The finish line at the end of the marathon. One that I limped to for thirteen years.

In this new era of my life, I’d like to be able to enjoy summer again, so I ask you friends, how do you enjoy summer?

What do you do to make summer feel fulfilling? How do you spend your time? What makes a successful summer?

Or should I just accept that I hate summer and stay inside until the days get shorter and fall finally arrives?

Please leave me some comments about your thoughts on summer. How to enjoy it. How to do it right. Or, maybe you hate it, too. In which case, let’s hate it together.

That’s it for now friends. I’m guess I’m going to start “enjoying summer” by sitting outside on my patio and reading a book. That sounds summery, right? Ha.

SOS.

Until next time. : )