I'm immersed in summer.
Schedules are loose. Only a suggestion, really.
We rely on energy levels and weather to tell us what to do that day.
It's a respite from the sounds of school bells.
We eat lunch at a different time each day. But we start each day the same: with quietness, reading, coffee and conversation. 6:30am coffee and conversation. Beautiful.
I shun things that look like paperwork. I laugh at the intricacies of insurance companies. I play their game for now. I only vaguely remember the harried season of school days just 2 months ago.
Friends are eager for their children to be in school. But this is Chicago. We need to soak in every last pool day and sun-drenched morning. We need to resist looking at winter coats in catalogs. Pretend we live on an island. A very, very hot island. Winter is never coming. It is only warm every day.
It's time to quiet the mind before fall returns. Unplug.
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I tried to explain our house type
to my husband.
It wasn't Colonial.
Or Mission Style.
It wasn't Cottage, either.
"It's traditional, Dan. Traditional."
He shook his head firmly and smiled.
"No," he said,
"it's 'Early Cookie Cutter'."
And with that, I winced.
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