The School Year Has Definitely Started

There was an ice cream spoon on my bedside table last night. Two string-cheese wrappers in the sunroom. Notebooks all over the livingroom couch, and a backpack under the coffee table. Avocado's bed has not been made in a week (I haven't ventured up to Sarcasm Girl's room since Monday).

Yes, I'd say school has started. Grrr.