It’s been a few years since I’ve endured back-to-school shopping, all-school fundraisers and parent-teacher conferences. Still, the end of summer brings a sweet sense of excitement over September’s promise of a clean slate. I can only assume that having spent so many years in school myself and then doing it all over again with my kids, my inner clock is stuck on the school, not the calendar, year.
Gone are the days when back-to-school shopping meant a new pair of shoes. Nowadays, that simple three-word phrase is tantamount to the first domino that starts a chain of reactions into clothes, backpacks, supplies, fundraisers, after-school care, sports, clubs, school parties, nutritious breakfasts, loads of laundry, carpools, mobile phones, parking passes, lunch bags, teacher gifts and on and on.
