So these are the two words that scare the me the most. “I’m bored.” A real mom could say, “Well, clean your room.” “Mow the lawn.” “Clean the bathtub.” However, I am not a “real mom.” I am what some optimist call a “bonus mom.” What I feel like is a “second class citizen” mom. Yet, I am also the cruise director on our little Titanic that we call home. So here we are, middle of summer. The excitement of summer is now turning to the dread of a new school year. Anxiety is breeding depression and depression is wearing the mask of anger. So, here we go.
Here are four ideas for starters.