Saturday Summary

     If I had to score our week, we would definitely be way over par this week.  My husband is a golfer so it is much easier to explain my week in golf terms if I want him to understand it at all.  Well, in truth, there were times this week I should have yelled "FORE!"  For all you non-golfers out there, it means get out of the way, I just hit the ball way off the course!  It all started Monday morning, when I woke up in a fog, literally and figuratively.  I could feel a slight cold coming on and I had my head in the clouds in how I could still be on vacation at WDW.  I was reading all my lovely friends tweets about their wonderful time at the most magical place.  I could just imagine me having just one more Grey Goose.  Some of you know exactly what I am talking about.  A Grey Goose, however, is this lovely refreshing slushy for adults only served during the Food and Wind Festival.  I think it should be added to the the Disney must-do list.  Moving along though, I could now empathize with all those who were reading my tweets while I was there and feeling the same way.  I could have stopped reading at anytime I wanted, but no, I kept right on.  In fact, I was enjoying it immensely until reality hit me a jolt on Space Ranger Spin.  It is almost 10 and I have a job, remember, I have 3 children to home educate, who, of course, were playing so sweetly.  They always do when they are trying to avoid me.  We barely got done with math when daddy came in and whisked them off to karate.  Day 1 and minimal accomplished.

     Tuesday saved me, because we go to Classical Conversations, a very special part of our home-centered education that I will explain in detail on another entry.  Classical Conversations provided us with direction and achievement that day.  I tutored Essentials and enlightened everyone on adverbs and sentence structure.  It was a good day.  A whole day of school for us!  Day 2 and more got accomplished than yesterday.

     Wednesday was here and uh-oh a sick child.  He coughed and coughed and coughed some more.  The cough did not motivate me to start our studies, even though I easily could have done something with the other two children who had begun to play so sweetly again.  Oh well, why disturb them?  I have a sick child to care for anyway.  Golden rule for our house got broken on this Wednesday.  Our GR is we ALWAYS start our IEW writing assignment on Wednesday, no matter what!  I just could not conjure up the energy to dare start that assignment.  I was feeling lost and defeated.  Reading!  That is it!  We can all read and so we did just that then we got in a math assignment.  Day 3 and our swing is off again and not hitting the ball.

     All is quite alright!  Just call me the persevering mom with a capital P.  I stayed up late after choir practice getting everyones' assignments ready for the next day, Thursday.  We were going to finish the week with a bang.  We would get more done in 2 days than we had in 2 weeks! I woke up Thursday morning if you want to call it that, it was more of a stammer to the coffee pot, only to swallow and realize I needed to make green tea instead.  Yes, you see where this is going.  Ole Mom with a capital P had a cold herself.  We did nothing and eventually I had to lay back down.  I had to lay down, because someone had to take these precious darlings to their doctor appointment that afternoon.  No go.  I just couldn't do it.  I felt that bad.  Day 4 and we were rained out!

     Okay, I rested and I took all my supplements. I slept late, but I felt much better.  Because I cancelled their doctor appointments the day before, I had to take the children to the doctor that morning.  We usually don't make appointments during school hours if at all possible.  On our way out the door, my son immediately returns crying.  The children found our cat dead in the driveway.  After much crying, wailing and consoling, we get out the door to the doctor.  We finally left the doctor's office two and a half hours later and it was way passed lunch.  So, we head to Zaxby's for lunch at 2.  Oh well, how do I make children go home and do school after losing a family pet and spending over two hours in the doctor's office?  I couldn't.  Day 5 and our week was a bust.

     There was a time when a week like that would have discouraged me a great deal.  Not so much anymore.  It is life and it happens.  We don't often have weeks like that, but when we do, I am trying to look towards brighter days.  I have to be faithful, diligent and obedient to do what is before me to the best of my ability, but there are times when unlike The A-Team, a plan doesn't come together.  During those times,  I have to extend myself and those around me love and grace.  This Scarlett says next week will be a better week.  In fact, today was better, we wrote our papers.