Go with me on this thought process, will you?
If you took the summer and equated it to a long weekend it would work out like this.
June is like Friday.
You are just getting started, it's awesome. You got the whole weekend ahead of you. Plenty of time to just sit and relax and enjoy because, hey, it's only Friday!
July is like Saturday.
Getting into the weekend but don't need to worry yet. There's still time for screwing around and being lazy and just enjoying it, you might have to start thinking about things to come - ha but not really!
August is like Sunday.
You know it's awesome, but all the same, you know it just won't last. You try to enjoy every last minute of it, cause when it's gone, man it's gone. But you have to do stupid things like laundry and dishes (or painting or mowing) because the fun is almost over. It's like being a little kid again and you know bedtime is coming. The streetlights are coming on and it's time to go inside.
Suck it up folks, it's August.
At least it's HOT outside! Thank you!
I'm holding out hope that September will be just like the Monday of a 4-day weekend.