September always feels like the start of the year. (Academic and religious, but maybe not seasonal.)
I have two more days of mom-camp before Remy's school starts, I'm going to make the most of it.
And then I'll luxuriate in the time to myself that comes after he starts back up. I have some projects that need attending to (getting back to my book) and some personal goals to get started on. (A hoop/yoga every day month? Oh yes.)
Meanwhile, there's right now. Mom-camp. Time to play. Go to the grocery store. The library. Oh yes.