Monday Funny: End-of-the-School-Year-Slack-Off

If you have been hiding from the Interwebs lately, maybe you are one of the few who have not read this post on Jen Hatmaker’s blog. She calls herself the “worst end-of-school-mom” ever, and I laughed through the whole dang thing.

It starts like this:

You know the Beginning of School Enthusiasm? When the pencils are fresh and the notebooks are new and the kids’ backpacks don’t look like they lined the den of a pack of filthy hyenas? Moms, remember how you packed innovative and nutritional lunches and laid clothes out the night before and labeled shelves for each child’s work and school correspondence and completed homework in a timely manner?

I am exactly still like that at the end of school, except the opposite.

Thing is, I’m that mom all year long. Like, from the moment in August when I’m slogging through Target or Staples to fulfill the exact school supply needs (“we’re getting the Target-brand pencils. You’re going to lose half of them anyway.”)

I have no enthusiasm for school lunches, which are packed by me with the exact same ingredients (sandwich, milk, fruit, yogurt, ice pack, done) and the exact brand of benign motherly smile (which is to say, no smile, at least not before the coffee maker beeps) from September to June.

So that’s your Monday Funny for this week! Go read Jen’s post, then come back here and tell me what the end of school is like for you.