Hell Week should mean that you ride off on the back of a motorcycle to some amazing rally with music and half-naked people, and ride home on the back of another guy’s bike. But for me, it’s the week before school.
You know the week where you have to actually take care of all the things you’ve neglected over the summer like making sure the children have two matching shoes? And healthy lunch box food? Because popsicles don’t travel that well.
This week all across the country, mothers rejoice that our offspring are getting ready to fill their little minds with things besides Spongebob and Minecraft. But it often means a lot more work. This week I have an appointment every day.
*tour of new elementary school (Yes, the cafeteria food is gourmet. Gourmet shit, you ask? No. You should buy every day because Mommy does not want to pack)
*doc visit for shots (Of COURSE I don’t like listening to you scream, darling. You need these shots)
*school supplies (amounting to a mortgage payment and requiring a U-haul to get to school)
Inevitably hell week is also the busiest of any parent’s work week. Deadlines loom and files get lost. People call off sick and you’re called in for an extra shift.
You also feel you’ve really done nothing with your offspring and try to work in fun. So between typing and shopping, you’re playing board games and going for a last-minute horseback ride or theme park trip. This week I’m also taking my daughters to their very first concert to see The Band Perry.
So we will add cotton candy at the county fair and mud-caked cowgirl boots to our list of things we’ve done at Hell Week. So while I work through edits on my fireman story and gear up for the August 27 release of SPURRED ON, I’ll have country music echoing through my head and a sunburn to nurse.
Hell Week…I can’t wait.
Do you have a Hell Week in your life? I’d love to hear about it!
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