Outside my window...the sun shines brightly as clouds float past lazily and the temps soar up near 100*. The pool is glittering and calm. The huge tree gives us shade, a place to put a swing and shelter from any rain that might come along.
I am thinking...that nap time/quiet time is often my favorite time of day.
I am thankful...for a summer job that allows me to still be with my kiddos, help our bottom line AND have a little fun all at once.
In the kitchen...there are chicken breasts in the crock pot and brown rice waiting in the fridge to be heated once I get back home. Now that I'm working 50 hours a week, I'm doing most of my prep work on Sunday so that when I get home in the evening, dinner just needs to be heated up.
I am wearing...my lazy day clothes. Navy knit capris, and an over sized hot pink Minnesota shirt.
I am creating...nothing this week. Sad, but true
I am going...to and from day camp, literacy camp, music camp, the park and the gym. Phew, no wonder I'm tired.
I am wondering...if kids really NEED all the 'camps' parents seem to think they do.
I am reading...Philippians, "Unclaimed Baggage", "Taste of Home", and the grocery circulars (do they count?)
I am hoping...that I survive this super crazy busy week and can re-group next week.
I am looking forward to...going home tonight and not doing anything else. (goodness, I sound lazy this week)
I am learning...that homeschooling is even more flexible that I used to think. That love stretches, no matter how hard it's tested, and that you DO make time for the things that are important to you.
Around the house...David has been home sick for 3 days now, and when I'm getting home at night, I'm just dropping, so honestly, it's pretty messy. Tonight I need to catch up on some dishes, actually read the mail, and sweep a few floors.
I am pondering...nothing. I'm too tired and I don't have the brain power. *winks*
A favorite quote for today..."
One of my favorite things...home, home, home. (can you tell I'm missing being at home?)
A few plans for the rest of the week: Surviving. That's my grand plan.
A peek into my day...Yup, that's my 6 year old. ; )