August 1st already?!

Good evening. I just discovered today, as I walked into the bathroom, that it is none other then August 1st and I realized that the summer has washed away in all the rain we have been having lately. If it was sunny I would write that the summer had evaporated or something but it hasn't been all that sunny thus the...never mind. If I had to sum up my summer in one word it would be...discovery. This summer has been one where I have discovered many new things about myself, other people and life in general. I discovered that the older you get the faster life flies by. As you get slower in all other areas life speeds up just to torture you, and I'm only 21...I also learned that life changes and that change is a huge part of life in general, in a sense it could be argued that the two are inseparable. Life = change. Bills have to be paid, the future becomes more daunting as the realization dawns on you that you don't really know what you want from life or what you can give to others. I also discovered I think too much. I wish I was just a simple human being...the flowers are beautiful, the sun is shining and life goes on but I think into things way to much and wonder about everything... oy!
Oh I have to tell a story. I'm in the excavator moving some rocks into place for a wall that we were building on a job site. I get out when the wall is finished and notice some squeaking nose but I'm in an old excavator so it could be any number of things right!? Out I go and dad hops in and begins moving some dirt and as I'm watching I notice a mouse run along the tracks of the excavator and into the grass. Now my curiosity has sky rocketed and instead of just leaving well enough alone my brain begins turning and I start putting things together. After dad climbs out I jump back in and look behind the seat...nothing. In the corner is an old radio so carefully I pick it up and there on the ground are three baby mice. They were so cute! I know, rodents...kill!! But hear me out. My first instinct is exactly that, kill the baby mice but as I look at them closer I notice they are shaking (no the machine wasn't on) and they had vibrated across the floor and were away from their nest. I jump out of the machine and grab a pair of gloves (there is no way I'm touching them with my bare hands) and push the three babies into their nest which I discovered, after taking the roof off (old grass) that there were 4 more babies... thats 7 in total. I tell dad and he says "kill them" so for the rest of the day I guard these crazy little babies (well watched carefully as I was working). I get home that night and tell my tale of the mice to my family only to be laughed at and told I should have killed them. Agreed, if they were in my house I would but they were sorta out in nature...there little beady eyes (ok there eyes were still closed) but they were cute and helpless. Anyways today they moved the machines back to the yard and Michael informs me that they left the door open on the way home so the mice probably blew out or were moved in the night as they are no longer around anymore...murderers! ok not really. I also saved a frog, I picked it up and moved it away from the teeth of the excavator...I'm weird right now what can I say. Snakes though, should die as should spiders and anything other nasty thing in a house! There is no such thing as a cute snake...ugh! Under our porch outside we have a snake abiding and under the other porch lives a mole. Now to make things even better our cat sits and watches the mole playing as does the snake...and the mole climbed into the dogs dish the other day and couldn't get out...this is the dog's food dish. Tramp, the dog, walks over, sniffs it and helps it out...and people say I'm weird for saving a mouse family...I'm vegetarian, Tramp is not! Weirdness! Anyways I must be getting to bed...just wanted to update everyone and say yes I'm still alive and leaving for school in 12 days.