It's especially weird because of how many good things normally accompany the sunny months of May through August. Albertan summers are some of the best times of the year. Not many places do a complete weather swing from -30 C to +30 C between winter and summer (that's -22 F to +86 F for you Americans). When it gets hot here, it gets Really Effing Hot, and when it gets cold it kills people. We also do not get much Spring or Fall. Spring is that week between the last snowfall and when you can drive with your windows down. Fall is that other week where the leaves simultaneously fall off the trees and the campgrounds freeze over.

In the past few weeks, I have been doing a number of little rituals to keep my mind off of the finger-drumming wait until September. To pay off the last of my previous student credit line, I started a second job at the end of June to fill in a few extra days a week. I then quit that job last Thursday when I realized that they were booking me Sunday through Saturday ad infinitum. Something about working my ass off through the summer, and then through the winter, doesn't really do it for me. Last week I turned 24 (yay!) and celebrated with the fam. My brother gave me a $50 gift certificate to Canadian Tire. Uh, thanks.

I did manage to pay off my student line that was cosigned by my dad. He is breathing easier now, I think! Other than that, I have been picking raspberries, mowing the lawn, cleaning up junk, and enjoying the summer.

Except for that whole agonizing waiting game. Only 7 more weeks! When I started this blog, I had 7 months.