It's really sad, actually. The day I get out of school was a Wednesday. Okay, not too bad, but the rest of the week was just packed full of work, work, and more work. Not work at one of my lovely array of jobs, but work at home. You see, my ENTIRE family (minus my cousins) would be coming in to town for my graduation that weekend. So, as you can imagine, Mama Caira was a little overwhelmed, causing the rest of the family to slowly be driven insane.
Okay so finally come Friday, everyone arrives. So my Friday night is filled with stories, catching up, and cheese and crackers all around. But then SATURDAY. Now that was a day. To say the least. Waking up early, getting ready, and arriving at graduation to FINALLY walk across that stage and get my diploma was honestly nothing too unfathomable. It felt pretty normal to me. But I was definitely lucky to have my whole family there. So now on to the graduation party. That was the best part of my summer thus far, easily. All of my friends came. ALL of them. It made me so happy to see everyone together again, because this summer it's going to be beyond hard to get everyone together as much as last summer. Everyone sitting around, eating, and acting like everyone knew everyone from the beginning of time was nice. I think my mom ended up very satisfied. That was my main goal.
So there you have it. The start to my "summer". From here on out I'm assuming it will be full of work most days, sometimes double shifts, errands, driving people around, not getting enough sleep, missing people, not being able to do it all, and the tiny bits of enjoyment here and there of spending time with Chris and Sara at the lake, getting YoPop with Jeanette at 10pm, and making posters with Kendra.
Then I'll leave in August for good.

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