So, as it turns out, summer isn't endless after all. Not even for 13 and 17 year old boys. I wonder if summer went by as quickly for Joe and JP as it did for me. It's still hatefully hot as hell, of course, because it's mid-August in Nashville but today is the boy's last day of summer, as school starts at MBA on Monday.
All in all, it's been a pretty good summer. Busy enough for the boys that we couldn't slip away to Santa Rosa Beach, FL, for a family vacation, which is unfortunate. JP's eight day trip to Boulder, CO, to train at altitude with Samuel Trumble and Joe's three weeks at Woodberry Forest Sports Camp dominated our summer calendar. Jude had an annual work trip to D.C., too, that knocked out a week on the calendar. Other, smaller events for the boys or us conspired to keep our family in Nashville for the summer.
This morning, I was up early, as was JP. Jude and Joe were sleeping in just bit. JP is off to cross country practice this morning, putting the work in, as he's done all summer long. I admire his dedication and discipline. He's got big goals for the upcoming cross country season and I hope he reached them. I really do.
After registration at MBA on Wednesday, Joe and his seventh grade class had a day trip to Long Mountain. He didn't get home last night until almost 9:30 p.m. and he was exhausted after a day filled with team building activities and a long, long bus ride home. Apparently, there was an accident on I-24 which closed it down at one point and his bus got caught in the ensuing traffic jam. According to Joe, there was a lot of silliness on the bus. Singing, joking around, standing up, and farting. Sounds about right for a group fo seventh grade boys, doesn't it?
I feel like I've seen less of JP this summer, which is normal, I guess. He's been more social or so it seems to me, which I think is tremendous. He's been spending a lot of time on the golf course or at the driving range, just hitting golf balls, which I love. I think golf is a sport that suits his personality and one that he can play for a lifetime. He played 18 holes at Harpeth Hills yesterday, nine with Jack McDaniel and 18 with Winn Humphreys. He's looking for a game today, too, after cross country practice. My goal is to get Joe into golf, as well.
I ran three miles in the neighborhood last night, heat and humidity be damned. It was nice to get a run in, outside, on one of my old school routes. I ran by the old house on Elliott Avenue, which I almost hate to do because it's so hard to see our front yard missing the 80 year old maple tree missing after the bitch (yes, I said it) that bought the house from us cut it down for no reason. It kills me that she did that.
A lot of change at work. Doug Smith started as an associate attorney yesterday. I've needed help in a big way since Andrea left a year ago, so this hiring was long overdue. Rachel leaves in two weeks, which is going to be tough for me, personally and professionally. I've grown fond of her after a bit of a bumpy start, at times, and she's improved by leaps and bounds. Somehow, I think our paths may cross again professionally, as often happens with staff in our office when they leave. I think I'm going to close the deal today on a new hire to replace Rachel, so there's that.
As the sign in Mark's office says - and has said for almost 30 years - Change is inevitable. Growth is optional. Don't I know it.
I've got a mediation today. One of my own cases. I would be shocked if it settled. We'll see.
Then, it's on to the final weekend of summer. Jude and Joe are going to USN's middle school musical, so it will JP and me, tougher, unless he has plans. Life with two teenagers!
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