Some Are Slacking (Summer Slacking)

Summer is finally here, and after a particularly busy spring, I am ready to embrace the big "nothing". Curl up with a good book or two (or five) and work on nothing more than a tan. Sure there are a few things to get out of the way before I park myself poolside, but really, how much could there be?

All I have to do is:
some light garden work,
clip the shrubs,
clean up the basement after that yard sale,
pack for camping this weekend,
arrange the camping trip for next weekend,
reorganize the closets,
begin renovating the downstairs bathroom,
a little touch up painting,
get Mary-Cate ready for preschool (can you say "wipe your own bum"),
take the kids to swim lessons,
write a blog or two,
help Nick prepare for college (making his bed made would be a start),
and did I mention laundry? Man, do we have laundry!

I'm not complaining. I'm sure you all have as much to do (maybe even more) than I do. I'm just amused that we tend to think of summer as vacation time when it really is just more work dressed up as fun.