This spring was one of the busiest on record here at Apt. 11D.

Spring. Well, maybe we can’t officially call the season “spring”, yet. It’s more like extended winter. I think we should call this frigid April, “sprinter.” I should NOT be shivering outside during the second week of April. I refuse to wear my winter coat on principle, so I’m running from the car to the store in a spring sweater and scarf .

This weather is especially annoying, because I just came back from Florida with a sunburn on my shoulders. Now, I have to re-pack up the tank tops and bathing suits in the plastic storage tubs from Home Depot. I can’t imagine using them again for weeks to come.

Planning this trip was one of the many things on my desk this spring-less spring. Along with the travel folder of plane flight and hotel information, there are piles of summer camp pamphlets, rough drafts of education articles, and information from house painters. Honestly, it was medically necessary to walk away from the blog for a while. I was starting to lose my marbles.

The Atlantic just published an article I did about standardized tests. It’s 99% descriptive, so I don’t predict much heat from it. Still, I keep clicking on twitter to see if people are cursing me out.

Because I’m at the computer obsessively monitoring reaction to my article, I think I’ll blog for the rest of the afternoon. I wonder if I still have readers, after my abrupt departure last month. Curious.