My students were complaining about how boring four day weekends are on Wednesday and I have to admit that I was flabbergasted. Growing up, a long weekend meant a nice long chore list that needed finished with the sibs. Now a long weekend means time with my own kiddos and a big "grown up" chore list to finish. I don't understand the boredom, seriously, I find it hard to believe there is nothing to do.
This morning I made my family breakfast. Homemade holiday spice whole wheat pancakes with apple strudel syrup and French press coffee. It was delicious and fun, totally worth the effort. Maybe that's the secret to not being bored. Do something for someone else and it seriously brightens your own day.
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