Like most people, we are on a two-week break from schoolwork.  The problem is, my kids keep acting as though "Christmas Break" means a break from chores and the like as well.  "What?  Chores?  You can't give us chores!  We're on Christmas BREAK, remember?"

Uh, no. After not-so-patiently explaining for the seventy-third-and-a-half time that Christmas break is just a break from schoolwork, I finally decided to capitulate-- sort of. "Fine," I said the other day. "Christmas break means a break from EVERYTHING. No chores, no anything.  BUT, it's over Monday." (Meaning we'd get back to schoolwork and normal routines TODAY instead of having another week off.)

They decided to stick with the original plan and I've heard no complaints about chores since.  Thank goodness, because I really did not want to get back to the schoolwork routine today, either.

However.  I turned my planner page to this week and saw that I had written down all sorts of things to get done this week while we are on "break".  I think I wrote this in November or maybe even October.  It's always easy to plan what I'm supposedly going to do a month or two down the road.  Apparently last week was my "break" and this week is school-organization week for me.  Over the next five days, I'm ostensibly going to:  clean and organize my desk in the schoolroom, take everything off the bookshelves & reorganize them, declutter the bar that is supposed to serve as a craft area, plan out all my history for the next couple months, make some decisions & more of a structure for language arts, plan some fun "electives" for the kids to choose from and figure out how to incorporate them into our schedule...  and by next Monday, the currently-vastly-disorganized schoolroom and teacher and schedule will be totally organized and ready to operate at maximum efficiency for the rest of the school year.

Um, yeah.  It was a nice thought.

I think I'll go back to bed now.