I'm sure that as soon as I get into writing this post, John will decide his nap is over, but I'll start anyway. :) We have been into our homeschooling schedule for about three or four weeks now. I'm pleased to say that it is actually rather enjoyable, the kids have declared they "love math!", and the house is in no more disarray than it usually is.
Today, instead of jumping into our usual homeschooling day, I planned a housecleaning day. I've been intrigued by this idea of once-a-month cleaning. I have the suspicion that I probably only get around to changing the sheets, scrubbing the tub, or mopping the living and dining rooms about this frequently (or less), so it wouldn't be a radical change. But by doing it all at once and scheduling it in, I wouldn't have to feel guilty about not checking these things off the weekly to-do list for weeks on end.
Of course, instead of actually getting into the actual cleaning, I instead opted to clean up from the massive explosion of clothes upstairs as necessitated by (a) the weather and (b) my new shape—wow, wait! I've been so busy homeschooling, etc., that I haven't announced why I have a new shape.
Yes, we are expecting Number Four!
(Did I really just say four?) I am due March 14 (anyone want to hope for a St. Patrick's Day baby?).
OK, so with that out of the way, back to the clothes. I sorted through many random laundry basket, have resolved to get myself a dresser (rather than the baskets-under-the-bed-and-in-the-closet "system" I've had for a while), laundered two loads of towels and have a lights load ready and waiting for me to get off the computer, fed us all lunch, straightened the kitchen counter, and got the dishwasher running. I'm even dressed, showered, and somewhat groomed!
(I'm mainly typing this out to convince myself that I have more to show for my morning than two loads of towels!)
So, I now hear the boy waking up—that's my cue to get the next load of laundry in and then get him. I hope to get back here soon with a photo of our new living room wall art! :)