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Walked downstairs this morning and Paul had already opened the house letting in fresh, cool air in mid-AUGUST. In our 20-something years together we have lived in places where the summer climate is not that appealing....Louisiana, Kansas City and yes....Chicago can be unbearable in the summer. We were watching the White Sox game last night on TV and started to have sympathy sweat. Montreal? Not so much. Yes, we can have a heat wave where the temps are in the 30-somethings, but just when you've had enough -- the weather changes.
Typically by this time in August, I'm ready for the kids to get back to school, because, well, I'm done. Now that we have teenagers, it's a bit different. For those of you who know us, Louis has always been an early bird -- as in -- he would be able to beat the "time to make the donuts" guy into work. As in, rarely did he wake up when the sun was UP...typically he was up when it was still dark which lead his parents to go through the last 12 years in a sleep-deprived fog. I used to hear him at the crack of
Those days are here. It's okay though because it's summer. And the best news for the new school year? Louis will attend the public high school and they are smart -- the school starts at 9 am.
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