What August Teaches Me About Patience

VFJ Pilates | Musings

August is full of heat, light, and noise, and yet somehow still feels like a strange kind of limbo.

In the UK, August is the heart of the school holidays, six long weeks, with routines thrown out the window and days that can feel both endless and not long enough.

I always think I will get things done in August. That I will finally catch up on admin, websites, blogs, or Canva graphics while the days stretch long and light. But more often, I find myself juggling melting ice creams, nagging for snacks, endless sibling bickering, and the silent question of what on earth we should do today that does not cost 40 quid and end in arguments.

Class attendance dips to near zero. One-to-one sessions disappear without warning. Everyone is away or in holiday mode — except me, still trying to work, still needing income, still teaching when I can. Meanwhile, I would like a break too, but self-employment and single parenting do not always sync.

The heat does not help. I burn easily, break out in little bumps from the heat and sun, dislike the heaviness of hot air, and suffer from late summer hayfever. I prefer dark clothing that absorbs every ray of warmth and does nothing for comfort. My house is a series of open windows with blinds pulled low, chasing breeze without brightness, and calm without the pollen-triggered headaches. It is a time made of contradictions.

Some days are joyful, a cold drink with family, a long-overdue catch-up with a friend, the kids occupied and happy. But the days in between? They are strange. Slow. Heavy. Muddled.

And so August teaches me patience. With myself. With my expectations. With my energy. It reminds me that things do not need fixing all at once. That low-motivation months exist. That rest does not always look like spa days and glowing sunsets, sometimes it is surviving the unstructured weeks without completely losing your mind.

It reminds me that even when I am not feeling my most creative, capable, or confident, that is not the same as failure. It is just a lull.

September will come. Routine will return. And I will be grateful for it in a way that I never am in June.

— Victoria

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