I’ve been home for a week now. My summer “officially” started about a month and half ago for me. My summer started by going to London. Touring the city, giggling at the beefeater’s funny hats, and gawking at the wondrous Harry Potter set. A RyanAir flight later, I was put on a whirlwind tour of Spain, Switzerland, and Germany, hopped on and off trains, plans, and automobiles and ended up on my countries soil.
I spent a few days with my sister, went on an amazing chorale tour, and now I am home. For the first time in four months I’m sleeping in my own pillow. I had gotten use to the facility’s foamy, lumpy pillows. I do enjoy my own soft, plush pillow much more, however.
I’ll be working some this summer. I’m not sure how much but I’ll gladly take whatever hours are given to me. I also plan on going to one of my favorite Tennessee state parks and spending a week there with my family. I’ll be bringing my Europe hiking boots with me there. I foresee much rock hopping, hiking, and spelunking while I’m there. I’ve also been asked, and eagerly agreed, to take a couple’s wedding pictures at the end of the summer. I’m supa-dupa excited about that!
But in-between those plans I’ll be working on my summer project list. There isn’t a lot on the list right now, but it has grown a little bit in the past few days. Currently I’m working on a mobile that I’m going to hang in my room, yesterday mom and I painted the porch ceiling a pretty sky blue (which I love), and coming up this week my dad and I will be building me a bed frame that has book storage underneath (since my bookshelves keep falling off the wall).
I love doing crafty, DIY projects. They keep me occupied and I have something that is pretty or functional afterwards. When I was younger summer would be filled with boredom because I didn’t know what to do with myself. I think that is why I love summer projects so much. They keep me from being bored and I have some fun in the process.