So, you head east on Rt. 3 from Fredericksburg until you see the Food Lion (probably the most-often used landmark reference in all of the county!) and you are officially in....Seattle?!?!?! No, silly, it just feels like Seattle since it's rained....every....single....day....this.....YEAR! Anyone else in the tri-state area noticed this phenomenon?! I mean, really?! My grass is out of control and I can't mow the lawn without stalking the front windows, saying to myself, "Yes, that appears to be a break in clouds! Run! Run for the mower! It's time to mow!" Then I cut the grass in about 7.6 minutes and the John Deere is safely tucked away before the next monsoon.
Why the whining? Well, besides the obvious (like my kids can't use one damn thing I bought for their birthdays--bikes, scooters, trampoline!) it also gets in the way of my favorite activity: collecting boxes like a homeless woman for my big move from current KGMS to "new" KGMS (new is in "" because the building is actually older than dirt and 1 coat of paint does not take away that fact).
Everyone knows what happens to cardboard in rain, right? Like a frat boy after too many beers, there's lots of enthusiasm, but floppy results, know what I mean :) So I am frantically running boxes to my car from the basement (or Jen's house, or the Food Lion--there's the reference AGAIN!) and I run with the mindset of a woman getting away from a bomb. I can't get them wet! They will never hold 53 textbooks, or 6 microscopes, or my entire collection of 'Science in your Backyard' posters. I get them in school, away from moisture, and start packing away.
And, on the off chance that we don't end up moving to the "new" school, someone send me sedating meds because I am NOT unpacking 107 boxes of science supplies!
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