Senioritis - inflamation (itis) of the senior. I believe this stems from the brain being so full from twelve years of schooling that it swells and just can't take anymore. Unless they go on to college but then they at least have the summer and a two week jump into summer on their lower classmen.
And we have two suffering from senioritis. And they're bad cases, I tell you.
Tonight we are off to their LAST track banquet. I have brownies in the oven. Tomorrow is their last day of school and it's a half day! And a picnic. And yearbook signing. And tears. Tears? Are you kidding me? They can't wait to hit the road, be on their own, pay rent, buy gas, insurance, phone bills and milk. Milk. I gave them $3.00 to go buy a gallon of milk and it wasn't enough money. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! I buy 4-6 gallons at a time from Costco and had not a clue that to buy one gallon at say Albertsons would cost MORE than $3.00. Ridiculous, I say. And maddening.
I regress. And I'm sorry. It's just I think I may have senioritis, too! Is that possible? Can Mommy get it and have it worse than the seniors? I can't think. I'm unmotivated. I am tired of all the year end activities. I'm worn out. Wrung Out. Beat up. Fried. Overwhelmed. Sad that this is it for them.
Who knows. I can't even form a post and I have hundreds of pictures for you to see of the boys in track. Of the girls in track. Of Paco playing on the track. Of Javi eating pizza while in the backpack while his Daddy worked at the track... you get the picture? You don't? Well, that's because I would have to edit them, adjust them, make them pretty for you since sun is a daunting creature to photo with. And the plain strait out of the camera shots are just not pretty. So, you don't get the pictures. Pretend you did. And I'll think I did the work and we'll all be happy.
What? You aren't happy? You want the pictures?
Well, you know what they say.... "There's men 'down below' who want ice water, too."