This time last year I’d just made the choice to homeschool Carly.
We’ve had a fantastic 2016/17 year. Well, honest to be spoken, there were days that I was so fed up with attitude that I would have gladly thrown her back into school. As we’ve got just a few weeks left I wouldn’t take back the experience or the choice to keep her home.
Deeder is entering 5th grade next year, and my goodness, is he ever tired. His seizures have been acting up on him, and all the side effects just have him overwhelmed. He’d like to fall flat on his face and just sleep for months.
I got snooze three times which had me up and shuffling around at 6:20.My head was pounding, a throbbing pressure I haven’t felt in two years. Having learned how to handle this, I went right to the cupboard and took my two tabs of Lamictal, a couple Excedrin. Swallowing those I looked around a bit and grabbed a few vitamins and chugged those down as well. As I got the coffee all set to brew I decided that if I didn’t feel better by the time being I had the kids out to the bus I’d skip today on my fasting schedule which I do every other day. 8:40–boys fed, dressed and at the bus stop. 8:55–riding bike with 5 year old Abegayle. Not cars wanted to stop for us to cross while the road looked more like a fast moving stream than a two way paved busy road. We made it into the building, hopefully I didn’t look drunk. On my ride home I still couldn’t really see straight and had a low ringing sound echoing through my head.
9:55, my vision is clear enough to write this post on my phone. While trying to park in my driveway I got the stone border that edges my corner flowerbed.
I don’t really know what compelled me to blog these details of my morning out, but I’m glad I did. Maybe time for a couple cups of coffee then a shower.
So today’s Monday.
I am continually having completely excellent ideas over the weekend, then Monday comes and I manage to complete avoid coming through on my plans to really do fill in the blank, then Tuesday comes in and before I know it, it’s the weekend again.
(Unable to insert any photos…maybe my blog needs an update)
Much of my life feels like chugging through stuff, same routine, mind mulling through different things while routine pretty much really is the same ebbing maybe with the kids stages of life. Currently we’re at ages 5 through 10, which is pretty big considering that in the fall I’ll have everyone in school for the first time–AJ in Kindergarten, Koen in 2nd, Carly (who has been homeschooling this year) in 4th, and Deeder in 5th grade. As for me, I’m subbing now in schools without our district which puts me so far in three elementary schools and the high school.
Learning to drive still remains a goal that I haven’t achieved. Last summer I got to drive quite a bit, but it wasn’t super residential roads much less the highway. Darren tells me that everyone gets in an accident, which I’m really not into considering I kinda have a lot at stake with my mama duties and all, the whole balance of risk and benefit really isn’t super in favor of driving.
I am ever thankful for Darren. He really keeps the boat of life afloat. Not only does he take the kids to their activities, he does the grocery shopping, works hard to supply us with everything we need, keeps us on track spiritually and is a true and faithful husband and friend to me. And life carries on, comfortable, blessed and with a future just full of growth and blessing.
I’m happy, health really could not ask for more.
I’m going back tomorrow to get more hair taken off. At first I was thinking I’d have Heidy shave up higher along the side and try to convince her I ought to get her time and skill free of charge, but then realized it was more a case of my changing perspective than of her giving me an unsatisfactory result which would really be the only warrant to get anything free. Also, she’s been my stylist for as long as I’ve lived here and totally could be charging me more than she does anyway…no need to chance a perfectly good relationship!
Here’s the three options I’m looking at. I know they’re all quite different for one another. From the girl with the Pokémon tattoo being the most extreme to the girl with the dangle earing to the heavy layers on top early 2000’s do.
My 9 year old says that the Pokémon cut would make me look like a psychopath, so that one may be marked off as an alter ego. As for heavy bangs, I’ve done that before, although I had less side layers and remember not liking it…that was way back 6 or so years done by me during a growing out time as a reaction to being self conscious about my high hairline. And on the subject of hairlines, the sidecut going all the way up to my natural part on the one side would accentuate my widows peak.
At any rate, I’ll post pictures on Friday.