Let’s get straight to it: Summer is a circus, and you’re the janitor, not the star
During the year, we have structure. School drop-offs. Homework. Bedtimes. There’s rhythm even in the mess.
But once summer hits, that rhythm vanishes and the mess explodes. Suddenly, you’re sitting in your living room, wondering, “How is it possible for my humans to destroy a home in under ten minutes?”
It’s louder. It’s stickier. It’s longer days and shorter tempers.
And when there’s no school and no structure, the mess spreads like a virus.
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