… because I’ve been sick and I need some validation for what we do.
The boys went on an adventure in the mountains this weekend. I stayed home in bed, as sick as could be. It was so quiet. I read Confessions by Saint Augustine and watched Cranford. Paige went off with a friend. It was the second time in two weeks that I found myself alone, but unable to do anything interesting. And by interesting, I mean prepare for Mark’s birthday and make homemade poppy accoutrements. I splurged and bought a Martha Stewart magazine last week and now I MUST HAVE POPPIES in my life.
I’m all better now and I’m getting ready for my last home school club meeting on Friday. I’m stepping down as leader and I’m trying to go out with a bang. I need more time to focus on my own kids and I need more unstructured time.