Have you ever watched Thomas the Tank engine videos with your children? There is one episode where another engine plays a trick on Thomas, and he has to run much faster and much farther than he usually does. "Oh dear, oh dear," he says, "my wheels shall be quite worn out!"
That's kind of how I feel right now.
When we started home schooling in September, we were ok...barely. I remember telling a friend that I was doing well, but I felt like I was balancing a lot of spinning plates and if anything extra happened, they'd all come crashing down.
You know what? Extra stuff happens. In the past few months, a LOT of extra stuff has happened. An extra, unplanned Wednesday night meeting (ongoing for 13 weeks). Sewing for Halloween. Doctor's appointments. Potlucks for which I need to bake. My grandmother's death. Decisions about her belongings. Family in town for her service. Sewing for (and being at) a boutique sale that I planned months before all of this happened. Endless phone calls regarding Josiah's speech therapy and insurance coverage. Endless letters and calls regarding an incorrectly billed $500 medical bill. A three day conference that took Gabe away from home. An afternoon spent swapping summer clothes for winter clothes.
My kitchen is a mess. My bed isn't made. There are half-filled clothing boxes in my living room awaiting laundered summer clothes, some of which are lying wrinkled on the couch (the rest are in the mile-high pile, along with sheets and blankets from two recently wet beds.) My desk is full of stuff, most of which I should probably put away or file or do something about.
Because it is a holiday, the neighbor children are outside playing with my kids. And I know that I should take advantage of this time, to keep the laundry moving and wash all my dishes and bake bread and clean the bathroom.
But I think that my wheels are quite worn out.