In exactly seven days it will be the end the school year. No matter how excited I can be about summer vacation, I’ve the qualms about being off for three months without a paycheck. My husband doesn’t want me to find a temporary part-time job. He constantly reminds me how short the summer can be in North Dakota. Also, I’m picking up our granddaughters in Arizona the following day. They will be spending the summer with us. Our first plan for the summer would be camping at the lake. It’s their favorite place.
I know I worried too much and after a while of rethinking I realize everything will be okay. My husband wants me to enjoy and relax, especially after being suffering with depression almost the entire winter. What can I say I married a wonderful man and after 34 years he still shows how important I am to him.