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Tomorrow Alison goes back to school, after three weeks of Winter Break.

I know a lot of people yearn for the time that break ends, but I love spending the day just doing whatever the hell we please.

I haven’t had as much time to get work done, my house has been messy more than it’s been clean, I thought my head might explode from the whining on occasion, but for the most part, the past three weeks have been delightful.

We have lived in our jammies.  We made arts and crafts and watched television.

We have eaten at odd times, discovered new ways to make old recipes, and danced in the kitchen.

We didn’t go anywhere special or do anything terribly important, but all of us are healthy and happy.  (Other than the few days where I had raging PMS, but that’s a post for another day.)

Tomorrow we will begin our day with structure, hurry to get places on time, and wear real clothes.  We’ll struggle to enforce bedtime and supervise homework over the “I don’t wanna” cries.

Once again, I’ll treasure my mornings alone with Blythe, get my office organized, and catch up on cleaning.  I’ll make real meals and keep a tight schedule and probably start drinking coffee again.  And wine, too, if I’m being entirely honest.

I’ll miss these lazy days.