1 more week. And then she's back. I am already starting to feel the dread in the pit of my stomach. Not only that she will be back, but that she will be a mini BM to the freaking MAX after spending all summer with her. We saw her briefly a couple of weeks ago and it was terrible. She talks like a ditzy teenager(she's in grade 3), uneducated, and is a TOTAL CONSTANT attention seeker. Why does it have to end?

I know that so many of you ladies know exactly this feeling. I don't have the energy for her. To be around her, to give her my fake attention, but I will.

Sigh. This is the life I chose.