Well. Um. So! Not the best week yet on record. But also not the worst.
Beatrix Potter and her lovely five minute picture books came to the rescue, ah, frequently. I did not feel proud of that. But at least I'm reading. And they truly are great. This upcoming week, I'd like to step it up again. I have to get back into good habits before school starts. Yipes!
I'm having a hard time getting my reading done because this new house is so distracting. Well, this new yard actually. I spend a lot of time swimming. But I don't feel too guilty because fall will be here all too soon and my legs are shockingly white. My mother actually laughed the other day when I emerged from the house in my board shorts. It's weird looking down and realizing that those astonishingly white limbs are actually attached to my body. I can hardly believe it.
I will try to focus this week. I'll try to read something good and long and preferably written for grown-ups. I can feel my books eyeing me reproachfully.
Au revoir, my dear blog. I'm going to go... uh... swim in the lake now.