My husband wishes more often that I would change tactics, throw in some fun, and relax, for the sake of my own emotional state, but I rarely do it. Instead I work 16 to 18 hours per day and still never come close to finishing all there is to do, and then I feel badly about it.
Today could have resulted in a Big Ol' Mommy Meltdown, as we were headed that way and fast . . . The two-year-old has a cold, so is a combination of rambunctious and crabby. One child was friendly but a total clown all during school time. Another child was a stinker during piano lesson. Chris announced he had to work downtown and wouldn't be home for the nice (actually cooking) dinner I had planned. Lunch was late and it was discovered that a slimy, nasty liquid had spilled in the refrigerator and poured down several shelves from top to bottom plus the sugar bowl had been dumped over in my refrigerator already long-overdue for a scrubbing. In the midst of the mayhem, a child shattered a plate on the kitchen floor, necessitating a vacuuming . . . and I vacuumed up a rosary that had just been made a third class relic at the St. Maria Goretti Mass (it was later rescued). And later, 45 minutes before dinner was to be served, I realized that the meat was still frozen rock solid, not having been set out to thaw.
|Fun times thanks to Swiss Miss and Mr. Redenbacher!|
Kettle corn, hot cocoa, and reading the final chapter of "The Lost World" were the order of this rainy afternoon! (Reality: We ate in the dining room, not to be fancy, but because the kitchen was a tip.)
We have quite enjoyed this book but are glad to be done after a two-month reading so we can start our next family read-aloud: "Water Babies" by Charles Kingsley (1863).
What We're Reading: Besides our family read-aloud, the children are reading "Encounter the Saints" books from Pauline Press (I've been buying them one each monthly), they each in the midst of different books from the "My Name is America" series (available at the library), and they're getting into Roald Dahl.