Last week at Office Depot, I bought 12 spiral notebooks for 12 cents.
12 cents!!!!!
I don't even have anyone in public school any longer, but I had 12 pennies in my purse and hadn't gotten anything at that price since 1978, so I snapped 'em up. HA
After 3 kids/18 years of mandatory purchasing of crayons, Kleenex, and notebooks, I relish this second year in which I did not have to buy school supplies. One married, and two on their own. Hallelujah!
We are in the migration between parenthood and grandparenthood...and it is odd. Good! but odd.
Where is your heart in this back-to-school season?
Freaked out at the thought of your five-year-old starting kindergarten?
Relieved at middle-schoolers out of the house/off their phones during most of the daylight hours?
Wistful in anticipating/remembering graduations?
Grateful that your offspring survived catastrophic illness?
Wondering if your first-year lesson plans are adequate?
Looking forward to retirement?
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