Today is Friday

and the general plan was to make Friday a "No School Day" - reasons being

A. I don't work on Fridays and I would like one day to just chill
B. Bryce works until 6 instead of 4
C. Generally, by the time Friday rolls around I am tired
D. Who wouldn't want Fridays off?

But today is friday and I really should do school - reasons being

A. My kids need to learn
B. We really need to make up some hours
C. It would be a good thing to make getting dressed every day of the week a priority
D. If I do school then I have an excuse to not fold all the laundry

So the dilemma lies here:

A. I don't want to do school
B. I don't want to teach school
C. I don't want to fold laundry
D. I'd much rather watch a bunch of Disney movies and hang with my kids all day

Decision is:

A. Still undecided
B. School, *sigh*
C. Laundry (um, yeah, no)
D. Movies with a bit of education sprinkled in

Success!!

Today - for the first time since we started this whole thing I actually accomplished something. Without going into a lot of detail: every day my kids are given a "To Do List" of sorts that include all the lessons they are to complete for the day. Considering the fact that my kids are roughly 25-30 hours behind where they should be at this point, I found that we were able to FINISH everything we needed to today! BEFORE 3 PM. And all of this with another kid running around.

Surprisingly I spent most of the night with my head hanging over the trash can as I was perched precariously on top of the white porcelain bowl. I am wondering why it is that the night that I am the sickest is the morning that I accomplish the most?

It has to be because I was reading my Sunday lesson in between heaving sessions.

Today I'd rather be a rock

Please Explain

Please explain to me why my 9 year old daughter can't sleep? Night time reeks around here - my daughter refuses to sleep and it has been about 2 months now that she won't sleep even though she is tired. It just makes school so much more fun for everyone involved...

Today

Today was supposed to be a field trip day, but I said no.

Today was supposed to be a catch-up day, but it wasn't.

Today was supposed to be a day where I didn't care if the house was clean, but I care.

Today was supposed to be a day where I was happy to teach, and it was.


Thanks to a loving HF who helped me tap into such a sweet little boy. Thanks for helping me make his Science lesson fun. Thanks for letting him let loose a rambunctious amount of giggles. And thanks most of all for letting me be the one to hear them.

Today I Just Might Kill Someone

While my brain had every intention of waking up on time today (remember priority #1?) my body had other plans. This past weekend was even more eventful than last, and while none of my family ended up in the hospital, I did get to spend some time with the authorities in my bathrobe at an awful time in the early morning (living in an apartment complex is never boring!) With the fact that this wildly crazy adventure occured on Thursday night and had lasting consequences through out the weekend I overslept this morning. It was okay though - I figured we could just jump right into the schedule and make up for lost time. When noon rolled around and I hadn't even begun lessons I knew I should just give up, but, I didn't. I persisted through and at 1 o'clock I began my 2 older children on math and attempted to teach my younger child that "A says a as in apple" - what should have been about an hour lasted almost 3. During those 3 hours not only did I build an alligator and administer 2 math tests I also dealt with:

Someone getting electrocuted and someone else getting shot in the eye. My house is also a immaculate mess.

I love my kids, but today I just might go berserk on somebody.

Please somebody answer my unanswerable question: "And I'm doing this because...?"

And now the real work begins...

After what can only be described as an incredibly adventurous weekend, I am looking forward to starting the actual school week. I have roughly 13 different lessons to plan for tomorrow. And I am exhausted! I learned that Red Bull does give you wings, at least I had wings yesterday: but that could also be due to the fact that over the course of the afternoon I drank a Red Bull and 2 Monster energy drinks. I made it through yesterday just fine - got done everything I needed to do. This includes spending all night at work helping out with Inventory (which could be a whole other post).

This morning, well, I wasn't so ready to greet the world, but greet the world I did! So now, after a long day at church and work I am looking at a good few hours of preparing for tomorrows stuff. In order to prepare for all the preparation I need to do I drank another Red Bull - and I am sorry to say that I am not feeling my wings - I don't even think I have little nubs of wings. As I sit here staring into the abyss of nothingness called television I am trying to find some sort of motivation (which may be another energy drink) and the answer to the unanswerable question:

and I'm doing this because...?