I have had a couple of goes but I have this little problem: I'm not sure what to talk about. I don't usually have problems, being a Celt & all, with more than my fair share of "the gift of the gab", but I'm pretty sure you all don't want to hear how absolutely thrilling it is to sit in a classroom for 4 hours every day. It's not rocket science; it's not even homeschooling. Sooo....
What do I have to talk about? I have learnt what a good little parrot I am. Seriously. One of the girls I chat to was telling me about the trouble she was having hitting her high note & I didn't even have to think about it, not after all these years of watching Alison teach sol fa & listening to her rabbit on about your voice will go where the muscles remember to go so I explained & I believe we have had success. OK, not why I'm in school but hey, I was pretty chuffed given my musical ignorance.
We have a concert next week. I'm pretty reliant on Star keeping me up to speed on these things at present. I have lost my grip. St John's this time for any Brisbanites. When Star checks the details for me I'll let you all know ~ though only locals will be privvy to this wonderful experience!
I do my practical School angle on Friday afternoons working in the office. I am feeling something of an absolute fraud. I would never have said I was an organised sort of person. Those who know me best will know exactly how much of an understatement that is! ☺ I would never in a thousand years have laid claim to any giftings in the realm of administration but the Lord is the expert in working in weird & wonderful ways His purposes to accomplish. This week I found myself organising alphabetically by author, then title, the small stash of office books. This particular task had drifted down through several people, none of whom wanted to tackle it, & dumped it in the too hard basket. For an ex~librarian, whose own library ranks right up there, this presented no major difficulties & it really only took me one afternoon ~ with a little bit of final tidying up. I then asked it they had a catalogue of what should be there. No? I have offered....
I have also been doing some research. For an experienced homeschooling mum this stuff is cake icing! A project I suspect people thought might take me a whole afternoon & then some I whipped over in 10 minutes or so. I know. My mind works in really weird ways so I make odd connections & meet myself coming!
I am constantly being told how clever & amazing I am ~ which is absolutely lovely & very flattering & could lead to seriously swelled head but in all honesty it's not that hard so I can hardly flatter myself. Besides I come home to my house. Housework has a seriously grounding effect, doesn't it? In my defense it has been raining solidly for a fornight so that is partly why the washing has piled up in the bathroom. I only have so much indoor line & that is reserved for essentials ~ like clean underwear.
The cats do not like this new routine at all ~ poor bunnies! Kirby has taken to crawling into my lap whenever I sit down & snuggling in. I hate to disturb him but missing boats is not an option. Each afternoon I walk into the *Cat Alert*. Both boys have worked out the schedual & they are waiting by the door on cue, ears pricked, Purrs at the ready. As soon as Marlow sees me his purr is off & away, extra loud with happiness. There's nothing like being loved by a cat.
I don't think Star is too chuffed with the new arrangement either as in order to survive we have been letting her bus herself in & out to choir twice a week. The novelty value wore off really fast! She has to school herself too. This is something I really think needed to occur as so long as I was available she was prepared to pull against me. Now I'm no longer there she realises what she had & has to organise herself. We will tidy up her work first week of the hols.
Now, ladies, I seriously need to go do some of that housework before the whole kit & kaboodle slides into the morass. Have a blessed week & see you all at the other end!