Looks like this:
Monday - school, treadmill for two miles, shove some kind of nutrition down the throats of all my people, clogging studio, soccer field, clogging studio, home @ 10:30 P freaking M.
Tuesday - school, treadmill for two miles, shove some kind of nutrition down the throats of all my people, this is appt afternoon and errands on this side of town, or maybe some yard work, and hopefully dinner with the fam if no one knocks their teeth out or needs stitches.
Wednesday - school, treadmill for two miles, shove some kind of nutrition down the throats of all my people, orthodontist, church
Thursday - school, shove some kind of nutrition down the throats of all my people at 5:50am, pack a cooler full of food and drinks, head for the home school co-op at the butt crack of dawn, to the gym, grocery store, home and rest for a couple hours, then to soccer field for two 1/2 hours sometimes.
Friday - school, hate on the treadmill and curse it... cause for 5 weeks I been hittin the thing and have lost a whopping TWO pounds (I know right? Don't say push away from the table Amy...CAUSE I AM!), shove some kind of nutrition down the throats of all my people, and hope for some yard work that wasn't done Tuesday to get done, then dinner with the fam if no one knocks their teeth out or needs stitches.
Saturday - treadmill for two miles, D shoves a real nutritious breakfast down all of our throats(this morning - amazing Belgian waffles with bananas on top for me with a tad of syrup for taste and turkey bacon...even dairy free ones for Sky), soccer and the to the gym.
Sunday - sheer chaos getting ready for church, church, cook, clean it up, decompress for the rest of the day .....cause guess what? Monday always is the next day, it never fails.
Not that any of this is relevant to anyone butt me...but I can remember when one of my best girlfriends, Cindi & I swore we would NEVER be on this type of schedule. Both her schedule and mine are so crowded now with our children getting older and into activities that we NEVER see one another. This is such a loss to me. It feels like one of my arms is missing or something. Like I am always looking for something and never find it.
This is something I HATE......when I catch myself saying, "I'm sorry we haven't _______(fill in the blank) but, we've just been so busy."
This says to me......I am busy and I don't have time for you.
While it may be true that we are busy and I completely understand when folks say it to me, it's just not how I want to be.
I bumped into Sarah at the community center the other night signing CB up for soccer (I am surely a dang glutton for punishment) and D to coach his team.....cause CB said he would play and D did not have to be coerced into coaching, cause he actually enjoyed it last year much to his surprise.
Okay...I bumped into Sarah, who is my next door neighbor and also one of my best girlfriends ......I hadn't spent any time with her in weeks.....so strange to casually pass each other and cram small talk and important talk into 15 to 20 minutes of go time.
I also ran into another neighbor at the community center. He tried to get me to sign up for a learn about the constitution class that lasts all day on a Saturday. He told me that he would just come by my house on Friday and tell me all about his business at the community center. When I explained to him I was busy on Friday, he pressed he would come Saturday....
Sorry, busy.
Sunday then.....church....
Okay then Monday....um, how about NO!
Sorry busy all day.....which is the truth. He seemed to be kinda put off that I didn't jump on this opportunity.
In my mind I'm all, Dude, I am here to sign up for soccer, I don't really care about your class, I am super sure you are a well meaning, cool fellow, but I am just not feeling your flow, you know what I mean.
I'm not speaking for Sarah, but I am kinda....I don't think she was feeling his flow 100% either. We were both exhausted for different reasons and trying to cram a months worth of missed conversation into 15 minutes of paper work and walking to the car.
Besides, May took a constitution class ALL DANG YEAR last year and I do not want to sit through another constitution class on a Saturday.....at least not until Obama isn't president anymore.....
.....whatever, don't be a hater Obama lovers.
Sooooooo......at one time Cindi & I had decided to move to the compound and just combine our families and divide up chores, cooking, and schooling....she was going to be to light blue dress family and I the beige dress family....I have another friend who wants to move to the compound with us I told her she would have to be the lavender dress family cause blue was already taken.
On the compound, all the outside stuff that contaminates and takes up all our time is a mute point. I can have my own chickens and some goats like other good little home school families. I won't have to pay ridiculous amounts for gas every week cause I don't have to go anywhere. We can all just get on our compound bus and drive together....well I don't know.... that would be to many kids at the grocery store, that's a not desirable thought. They would have to stay home and knit or something.....let me shake that thought off.
There is much to said for the simple life.
In fact when we have our community yard sale, I'm going to go nuts getting rid of every dang thing in my house that I have to dust or keep track of. What I don't sell I am thinking of just putting a free sign on it and letting the scavengers have at it......I swear.
Okay, gotta go, the clock is chasing me around the house reminding me that he comes first....and now D has fixed the kids lunch and he fixed Sky the most delicious smelling dairy free pizza. He's awesome, I love him so much.
I so gotta tell you about May's research paper for biology. She did it on Genetically Modified Foods, it has me completely wigged out. You know how I was all on "the government is trying to kill us" conspiracy thing? This paper didn't help that runaway train.
