I had a discouraging day. Blah. The boys were home for the homeschooled portion of their school week (they go to a school where they are at school 3 days and home for two) and they managed to drag out the school day until now. It is 5.30 and we are not done. I am tired and feel like having a pity party. Ice cream anyone? Chocolate? Cheesecake?
I just called hubby. I told him (tearfully) that I was still in the same place in the house, doing the same thing that I was doing when he left for work this morning. Hence the reference to occupied dining room tables in the title. I am sick of my dining room right now, I am sick of school books, I am sick of my children’s draggy attitude. Writing this out is like medicine to me. 🙂
Anyhow, hubby gave the kids a pep talk over the phone and guess what…all of a sudden they are working! It is too late for me though….some of the lessons require me to actually teach the material but I have had it for the day. No sirree, the kids are on their own. I have better things to do…like blogging. 😀
My oldest (who HAS finished his work) obeyed his dad’s suggestion to the kids to come and give me a hug and apologise. He said: “Sorry for doing nothing” and explained that I can read into that sentence what I like. He means he either did nothing wrong, or nothing that I told him to do – he will let me be the judge of that. He’s such a sweet boy and it is a comfort to get one of his rare hugs with a joke thrown in.
I felt brave enough whilst all the schooling was going on to commence making a bulk amount of my yummy macaroni cheese for dinner and also for lunches. (That was early in the day, before the wheels came off.) I made an onion-garlic-tomato-basil-bacon sauce that I intend to alternate with the cheese sauce. During one of my distracted moments Jenna decided to help and poured the cinnamon-sugar mixture that the boy uses on his pancakes, over the cooling sauce. I tried to scoop out most of the cinnamon but the sauce still tastes funny. Macaroni cheese and cinnamon, anyone?
Well, there ya go. I feel better just blogging about it. Tomorrow is a new day. Hopefully it won’t be as…um…interesting…as today was.