A little less summer-y than summer should be

I love summer. Who doesn’t really? Do you ever hear anyone say “You know, I’m not such a big fan of summer.”? No. Because everyone loves summer.

But this summer has seemed a little lacking.

Yes it’s been hot. Yes it’s been sunny and yes I’ve worn my fair share of summer dresses. But, for some reason, this summer doesn’t feel all that summer-y to me.

I think I’m still adjusting to this whole real-world, grown-up phenomenon in which you don’t change jobs for the summer. I’ve been in my current job for 2 years now and I started pretty much right out of university. Despite this, sitting in the same cubicle in July as I was in March seems strange to me.

Prior to this whole real-world, grown-up biz-nass, summer meant a change of pace. Summer meant school was out and camp was in. It meant I woke up and put play clothes on instead of school clothes. It meant hours walking fields looking for bugs. Summer meant going to the beach on weekends and catching up with old friends.

Now, summer means putting on the light-weight skirt instead of the darker more fall-appropriate dress. It means open-toed wedges instead of tasteful pumps. Lunches are spent escaping from the frigid air conditioned office to the patio where you can shirk your cardigan and bare your shoulders.

For me, this summer has been lacking the dirt and grit that I grew up with. All through high school and university my summer jobs were outside jobs. I was a camp councilor who would marvel at that fact that I was being paid (albeit not much) to have sponge wars with 8 year olds and to mediate ice cream sundae eating contests – “whoa! That was a spoon-use violation! 20 second penalty.”


When I wasn’t working at summer camps I had jobs in agriculture outside in the field. I drove around in a truck, walked through soybean fields scouting for bugs and disease. I dug up roots and identified weeds. I chatted with farmers and quickly changed from the pop to the country radio station before pulling into a farm house. I helped plant research plots and raced around on an ATV mapping fields of seed corn.

Before the real-world, grown-up biz-nass came knocking, I spent my summers with dirt under my finger nails, grass stains on my shorts and my hair pulled back in french braids.

I don’t miss it all. I love my job and the work that I do in that cubicle totally makes up for the fact that I’m in a cubicle. I love that I can sport coloured nail polish not to hide my dirt-stained fingernails but because I think it’s cute. Now when I get a tan, I know I’m not going to see it wash off in the shower as it wasn’t a tan at all just a fine layer of dirt.

But, I do miss it a little bit.

I hope to get some of it back soon. We’re heading to Matt’s family cottage in northern Michigan for a weekend. I plan to spend a great deal of time reading on the dock with my SPF 45 but I also plan on getting sweaty paddling the canoe and sandy in the dunes. I hope I get to see some of my tan wash off in the lake and I plan on sporting a french braid at least one afternoon. I also won’t shy away from a few grass stains or an ice cream sundae eating contest.



7 Responses to “A little less summer-y than summer should be”

  1. 1 sleepyjane August 10, 2010 at 7:20 am

    It’s winter here. Enough said huh? 🙂

  2. 2 Ronnica August 6, 2010 at 9:44 am

    Summers are much different as a full-time working adult than they ever were before. That said, I’m ready for it to be over. I get so lazy in the summer…I want to get back in my routines!

  3. 3 Erin August 4, 2010 at 9:41 pm

    I miss being outdoors and dirty and making crafts and playing games and showering sometimes and smelling life campfire.

  4. 4 ria August 2, 2010 at 8:53 am

    i hope you had a nice weekend at the cottage! i miss summer vacation and putting on play clothes too!

  5. 6 Nora July 31, 2010 at 12:20 am

    It is hard to have a summer when you’re working. I know exactly how you feel. I found it’s all in the little things… sitting outside after work with a beer or glass of wine. Longer walks. Milling around on the side yard talking with neighbors. Going for ice cream at 10pm on a Sunday night even if I should be sleeping. Dressing up for no good reaosn in a cute summer dress. Darn real world interferes with a lot of things though 😉

    • 7 clairesuzanne August 2, 2010 at 10:38 pm

      You are absolutely right: the real world does get in the way of summer! But, you’re also right that it’s the small things that matter. My balcony chairs have proven themselves very useful thus far and I foresee many more evening beers being enjoyed upon them!

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