End of term capers - Reward for 10 weeks' work

There is Christmas planning and there is holiday reading planning.

My massive stack of poetry and Arabic is calling to me. Where do I start? Do I lay them all out on my rug and take a photo and sit there wondering? Do I start 5 at once and just get 10 pages into each one?

Or write out a neat plan and tell my brother so I can be accountable to him for any stray reading? We are an accountability group of 2, we meet by phone and share what we plan to do. No punishments though.

I could be systematic and pick a male then a female poet, same with the Arabic stuff, go alternately. It's been a very long 10 weeks since I could just read without any homework needing to be done. Wanting a good mark meant doing all of it as carefully as possible.

My vocab was well hidden in the boot of my son's car, so now I can play with that too.

So drained

Various things going on which are causing me to just sleep deeply every so often. Confidentiality is a pain too, I'm beginning to forget who told me what and what I need to keep secret.

Anyway by way of taking a music cure I watched a wonderful programme about the Rolling Stones and will be eating more comfort food, yay for crisps, porridge and home made soup. I may go on a search for a creme egg if my symptoms persist.

I partly want to stick my head in the sand and not hear any news about anyone, had enough of bad news, and partly want to give properly and better, therefore saving the world single handedly. That won't happen either.

So I shall focus on summer holidays, started today for us, and we shall keep to simple discussions about buying more stuff, what to cook and what's on TV. I will keep on murdering the mosquito larvae in my pond with a little sieve. Sorry universe, but I have lost patience with that one aspect of my stagnant pond as well as the human world.

End of Term

Now it is the end of term there is a chance for our timetable to synchronise again. H gets up late usually, but T has to get up at 6.30am in term time.

So in a few days T and H and I will have moved onto holiday standard time of going to bed late and sleeping very well, then geting up late. It makes life a lot easier and more relaxing for me and more fun for T and H.

Sleeping

What is it with home education and sleeping? H really does sleep at least 10 hours a night, every single night. T would too, but he can only do this at weekends and on school half terms and holidays.

I'm beginning to think that practically everything people say their schooled teens 'would spend all day' doing, is what they are hard wired to want and need to do. So those activities are like the wild flowers peeking up through the cracks in a formal pavement. And it could be a wild flower meadow instead.

For some teens is could be a lot of gaming, for others a lot of chatting with friends, for others a lot of being in town with friends, a lot of preening and hair experimentation or making things on our kitchen table....:)

Here's to a beautiful wild meadow summer holiday. Term ends just after midday this Friday...yippee.