Many of my teacher friends in other places are reaching that point in their summer vacation when it's time to prepare for the return to school. For me that seems inconceivable, having only been out for a month so far. We did receive the preservice week meeting schedule via e-mail yesterday, but it's still way too early to look forward to those hours spent in uncomfortable chairs, trying to focus on a two page agenda while your brain spins like a tea cup at the carnival cataloging everything you have to do to get ready for the students arriving in a few days.
There will be time enough for that delightful multitasking in another five weeks, because on the ferris wheel of vacation time, we're still going up. In a day or two we'll stop and dangle our feet high above the summer-- the entire season spread out beneath us, our car gently rocking in the late July breeze. If we crane our necks, we might see those who got on before us climbing out, and then we'll start to descend slowly, eventually following them to the exit.
But for now, I'm just going to enjoy the ride.