Procrastination meets Denial

How does this always sneak up on me? Evey year I say I'm going to savor every summer day, wring every last drop of golden sunshine from my world, properly appreciate every goofy summer smile, so that when summer is waning down, I'll be ready. But yet again, it's almost over, and I feel like June was just, yesterday. I'm caught off-guard, mid-fun, open-mouthed, ill-prepared, unfulfilled. Am I alone?

I don't want to seem ungrateful. It was an action packed summer! I took many days off. I enjoyed my children. I spent time with my family. I went to the beach. I enjoyed many an adult beverage. I planted things. The pear tree bore fruit again. It was hot! My AC went out.  I spent too much money. I packed too much for my trip. I made time to blog. I played in the rain. I did puzzles. Went swimming. Went to the movies. Slept late. Took walks with the kids. Saw fireworks. Read some great beach fiction. Ate too much great food. We almost won a championship. 

 So why the feeling of panic when I see this display in the grocery store? 

Is it because the back-to-school list of things I need to do isn't even written? This might be it.  Procrastination, accompanied heartily by denial, has taken over in a BIG way.

"It's only the beginning of August," I said.

Then: "I've still got 2 weeks, plenty of time."

And now, "it's a week away, we'll get it done."

Who wants to bet that next Friday night I'll be thinking," We've got the whole weekend."

And then, Bam! It's Monday morning.

But for now, exactly one week until the night the summer of 2013 comes to an end, I am still pretending that I have all the time in the world, and this is my view.....