September always creates a little conflict in me. I know I'm supposed to be saddened by the waning days of summer, and bummed at the return to the everyday. But secretly? It's got to be my favorite month. Back into routines, lessened traffic and crowds combined with the Bay Area's best weather, plus an excuse to buy new clothes and hit the office supply store. How could anyone not be a Septemberophile?
This year I'm doubly conflicted, as I send the last one off to school after 10 years of homeschooling, creating an uber-routine (yay!) but meaning I see less of my moppets than before (boo!). So this weekend, as we prepare to send them off to the Big House on Tuesday, I feel alternately elated and depressed. I got all weepy picking out school lunch vittles at Trader Joe's, but found shopping for just the right pencil case strangely exciting.
As good a cure for bipolar back-to-school disease as I know is to sew. This is (finally) finished, save binding. Pix shortly.
And today is our official Do Nothing day during the long weekend. The rest of the weekend was bookended by activities and (rare for us) parties. This is how our Sunday morning started. Perfect.
I will finish up the Q2 quilt today...maybe...if I feel like it.
Finally (not know for brevity, am I), here are my perfect children serenading me on Friday. They are both new to their instruments, and put this together themselves.