I'm a bit frustrated with myself - knowing what the problems are, and knowing that I contribute to the problems.  It's easy to feel like everyone else out there knows more, is a better mother and educator, keeps a cleaner house, etc.  I suppose I really should read Todd Wilson's book Lies  Homeschoolers Believe.  I'll put that on my 'to-do' list. 

My frustrations stem from the disorganization and lack of schedule around here, all of which I can blame on the remodel.  But I'm afraid that it's really just me!  The remodel just provides a convenience excuse.  My summer hopes/plans for an Olympic study are off to a slow start.  Neither I nor the kids have really gotten into it.  So we've just puttered a bit - various worksheets and puzzles.  I have K working through some math review. But I haven't been organized and focused and my children are getting the short end of the stick.  Please pray that I would shake this laziness (or whatever it may be) and give the kids days to enjoy and remember.  Both have done some reading, but not devouring any of it. 

I'm also ready for the remodel to be done!  Unfortunately, we're not even close.  Probably another 6-8 weeks.  The plumbing contractor is working today, putting in the vents to the rooms for the new heating/cooling system.  And while I'm glad he is here working, a part of me just wants everyone gone.  But I'd rather have everyone gone and my kitchen restored.  (Oooh, what a grumbler I've become today.)  Meal prep has been almost non-existent.  Though we have a stove top, we don't have an oven, sink or countertops.  I don't really enjoy cooking, so when it's made into a challenge, I like it even less.  But I'm pretty sure that once I have a kitchen again, I'm going to enjoy it so much that cooking/meal planning and prep will almost be a joy!

It's been hard to want to plan for next semester, for this summer's learning etc while we are disorganized and scattered.  One of dh's cousins was over last week and pointed out a piece of metal landscaping border protruding from the ground.  He expressed his concern about the kids getting hurt on it. (It's a piece of metal border the kids are aware of and it's been there about 7 years.)  I said, "Raymond, at this point, that would be like rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic." 

Finished a large editorial project last week and this week needs to be spent getting caught up on paperwork for dh's business.  So sorry for the complaining.  I thought of deleting this entry without even posting it, but I could use your prayers and I know it will be nice to look back at this in a couple of months and see this time as something in the past.

Robin