Here's where I wax poetic about summer's end...

...or not. Woo hoo! Summer's end! Happy dance!

Labor Day rocks. This is the best time of the year. I love the Exodus of the Summer People. They're nice folks, mostly, and I wish them well both here and wherever they go back to. It's just that it's so cool on the Cape when they're gone. Less traffic, less litter, less noise, no parking fees or crowds at the beaches -- what's not to love?

Also, I admit, I'm one of those who loves their "normal" schedule and is always happy to get back into it. I feel a bit unsettled in summertime. Routine makes me happy when I have a happy routine. Yes, it sounds stodgy and boring. What can I say, part of a tedious midlife crisis is embracing this kind of mundane self-awareness. Otherwise how could it be tedious?

Happy Labor Day :).