This is it. The end of whatever year you’re in. January 1 is for empty nesters (those that have not yet built their nests, and those who have moved the chicks on out!), but the rest of us know the truth: the end of the school year is the end, and the new year starts when school does. Now, we are in the hiatus. School ending, but not yet starting, which leaves us with a few glorious months of not having to check backpacks or get heartbreaking text messages about school struggles.
First order of business will be to empty the backpacks and immediately throw them into the laundry. The piles of papers and detritus will sit unattended for several days before the children get around to reviewing it. 99% will go in the trash. The other school supplies that can be reused in the fall will immediately get stored someplace that none of us recall and so we will buy new pencil cases and binders in the fall anyway.
Next order of business is no more business. That’s it. Like that is literally it. That is the most I can manage immediately following the last day of school. A quick glance at the report cards, a quick review to make sure that nothing is growing in the lunchboxes, and then helllllooooooo summer.