That time of summer…

Not when I start to get anxious for the start of school. Not when the soaring temperatures begin to wilt my front-porch flowers, and my hair. And not when the constant picking up of my kids’ wet towels, electronic devices, and crumbs starts to wear on me.

All those things are happening, but they all pale in comparison to the bigger problem. The same one I face every summer, and have yet to find a way to overcome.