There is a bird living somewhere outside my bedroom window that has been waking me up at 4 o'clock every morning, BEFORE IT IS EVEN LIGHT OUT. It makes me almost—almost—want to sleep with the windows closed. But not really, because other than the bird problem, it has been just aggressively pleasant here so far this summer.
(Please don't tell me it's spring. Kids out of school? Check. Sunshine until after 9 p.m.? Check. No snow on the ground? Check. It's summer.)
The bird thing is extra annoying, though, because I've had a ton of work come in the past few days, and so as soon as the chirping starts, my little brain starts chirping, too: "Might as well get up and work! You're awake anyway! You may never get back to sleep! You could get so much done!" Where is the off switch?
By the way, the plus side of having a ton of work is I've been forced to abandon my me-vs.-the-world online discussion about kids being fed crap in schools. I still have plenty to say (I think of new things every morning around 4 stinking a.m.), and I've never been more right about anything in my entire life, but I just don't have time to fight about it anymore. Anyway, it doesn't look like the letter is going to get enough comments to launch it into the "most popular" list on the website, so I guess there's very little to be gained. I will need to figure out what to say to Mik's teacher and/or class parent next year, though. That child is thriving like I've never seen him thrive before, and I do NOT want to let him slip back into a steady stream of wheat and sugar.