I forgot to set the alarm on Sunday night and woke up at 7:30 Monday morning. Oops.
I took the trash to the curb, hauled wood for the fire, made coffee, and woke up the boys.
I made a goal chart for Thing1's week because I forgot to do it yesterday. Oops again.
Thing2 and I did his lessons (phonics, math, and handwriting) while I ate breakfast and drank coffee. He felt like a rebel since he didn't have to eat, dress, and brush teeth first. I should have taken a picture. He was wearing underwear and my fuzzy blue robe with the sleeves rolled up.
I woke up Thing1 again.
The boys ate, dressed, and brushed teeth. I put off my shower because I didn't wake up early enough. I dressed and put my hair in a ponytail. Mercifully, I am not including pictures at this point.
I did some long-procrastinated, due-today computer jobs while the boys bundled up and played in the snow one last time before it melted.
When I realized I had not written a blog post in a month, I decided to document an actual sample day for two reasons. First, I am feeling frustrated with never getting my chores done. Second, I want to be able to look at it in a few years and remember. Maybe one day in the future, when I look back at this post and remember the simplicity of our life "back then," I will laugh at how anxious and scatterbrained I was and smile in contentment about how serene and organized I have become. Or I will compare what used to be hectic with what is hectic now and sigh in resignation as I realize that I am what I am. Either way, I will thank God for the blessings that keep me busy.
At 10:20, I finally got started on some chores.
Home Routines app (very useful for $4.99) reminded me that I had not done hair and makeup. Plus, I remembered how lazy I sounded when I had to blog that I had not taken a shower yet. So I took a shower. Still no makeup or fixed hair, but at least I was clean.
11:07 and the boys were still outside. I checked on them again. (I banged a pan with a wooden spoon. They waved and hollered, "We're okay.") They have been busy building a fort in the brush. Snow just makes it more fun.
I fixed lunch - leftover spaghetti and salad - and started eating. While I was eating, at 11:30, the boys came in and piled up an entire load of dirty, wet laundry. It took awhile to undress, warm up, and make hot chocolate.
I resumed my lunch while we did memory work. The memory work prize was dessert - one bite for every correct answer. Sometimes it's hard to get started:
At 12:45, we started rest time. Thing1 took his work to his room (getting a late start on his goal chart). Thing2 played Lincoln Logs in the den. I took my Bible to my room and read like I should have done this morning. There's another penalty for waking up late. What else does Mom do during rest time? It is a mystery.
At 1:45 the rest time timer ended, and I did hair and makeup. After this point, unexpected company or Facetime calls were welcome.
I stoked the fire and vacuumed the kitchen and mud room. Not on my afternoon routine list, but necessary.
I discovered that Thing1 finished all his independent work except for math during rest time. That is highly unusual. I corrected his work.
At 2:30, I worked on this post and printed out Thing1's writing worksheets...Something else I was supposed to have done yesterday. Oops again.
I read a few pages of Castle Diary to Thing2.
Thing1 took a play break, then I helped him with writing, spelling, and history for an hour and a half.
Every day around 5:00 I have to make the daily decision of whether to get supper on the table or do some afternoon chores that, once again, have not been accomplished. Today, as usual, I chose supper. Therefore, the clean laundry pile grew even higher, and I did not get any gold stars on my afternoon chore list.
We ate and wasted some time until about 6:00.
Thing2 got ready for his basketball game and practiced dribbling and passing in the kitchen for a few minutes before we left for his 7:00 game. No dishes were broken. By the way, 7:00 is too late to start a 4 and 5-year-old basketball game.
Thing2 hustled during his game, so we skated (almost literally-the parking lot was slick) to Starbucks to celebrate.
When we got home, we read. The Husband read The Man-Eaters of Tsavo, Thing1 read a library book about Vikings, and Thing2 read Berenstein Bears to me.
The Husband put the boys to bed at 9:00, I finished addressing Christmas cards at 10:00, and then I finished this post. Throw in a few mess cleanups, phone calls, washer to dryer switches, etc., and that pretty much sums up the day.
Most days, I feel frustrated about never getting all of my daily chores done, much less weekly or monthly chores. However, after reading this post, I feel satisfied that we get some important things done every day even if the house looks like barbarians live here and even if I never get gold stars on my routine app.