Cheers to the Lazy Days of Summer!

Someone please let me know when they start, because, between you and me, the summer days have been anything but lazy.

Case in point: a typical day for the Man-Cub consists of rising at 6:30 for weighlifting with the football team at 7:00, followed by basketball open gym from 11:00-2:00, followed by basketball vertical training from 5:30-6:30 and either football practice or softball from 7:00-9:00. In between that, he manages to sandwich in chores at home and a pretty impressive record of Pokémon kills. I'm not sure how he ever thought that he could work at a summer job this year, and, I'm glad that I really discouraged him from doing so.

A typical day for me starts out at 5:00 a.m., or, the buttcrack of dawn, depending on your definition. I work at the hardware store from 6:30-7:45, when I make the drive to Hooterville for Day Job, where I spend the next 9-11 hours, depending on my daily case load. Then, I head home sometime between 5:30 and 7:30 to do my evening chores, which consist of watering the garden, making dinner, doing dishes, and whatever else is in need of doing for the day.

The weekends, which start for me on Fridays now, are usually chock-full of more chores, like laundry, grocery shopping, housecleaning, gardening, yard work, and more duties at the hardware store.

Hugh keeps busy with work at the hardware store, a day or two of police duty, nursing a wicked Candy Crush addiction, and, recently, with traveling for wrestling officiating jobs.

Of course, on occasion, we do pull ourselves away from the drudgery for some fun. As evidenced in this blog, we have been boating a few times. We've camped out in the motorhome, and I've done some thrifting trips, and, there was the trip to Vegas for our friend's wedding, but, these things hardly constitute lazy summer days.

I am planning to go to Mayberry for Stampede at the end of the month, though, so, with any luck, there will be some downtime in which to enjoy my family and to relax without having to jump up every five minutes to accomplish some task that desperately needs attending.

Except for taking the Man-Cub's senior pictures, that is; that definitely has to happen.

See? It's always something.

Lazy days, my ass.