I have just realised why I have "got nothing done" this week. It is because I have been busy doing something else, re-establishing the household after the end of half term for T.
Knowing myself is a task of a life time! It is so simple: of course I need to sort out the mountain of laundry, refill the fridge and freezer, re-remember to do the things I usually do without thinking for T each day to ensure things run smoothly with school.
Then there is my desk...which had turned into a treasure trove of boxes of games, papers with very good ideas on them etc, but which are all burdens. All I need on my desk are my money management heap, diary, home ed log, daily book with online/in the house/out and about tasks all neatly separated out, my Amnesty actions file and the 2011 home education reviews project.
I had a statement of intent above my desk. It said "Minimise". It has minimised itself and disappeared! Time to make another one.
Friday, 24 February 2012
Wednesday, 22 February 2012
Ever gone barefoot?
Go to www.barefooters.org for some great pieces of writing about going barefoot. You have nothing to lose but your chains/shoes/inhibitions... That wonderful moment on the beach when I can feel the sand under my feet, mmm. I think the gravel surrounding our house is about to be altered to a much finer grade when I update it.
The cat which visits us has the most lovely soft furry paws, but she does all her living like that. There is a lot I can learn from her.
I remember being so cross when I realised that starting school meant my children would have to wear shoes for nearly 7 hours with no break every day. The ties made me so cross too, little nooses round their tiny necks, and I had to do them up each morning to comply with the system.
The cat which visits us has the most lovely soft furry paws, but she does all her living like that. There is a lot I can learn from her.
I remember being so cross when I realised that starting school meant my children would have to wear shoes for nearly 7 hours with no break every day. The ties made me so cross too, little nooses round their tiny necks, and I had to do them up each morning to comply with the system.
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Waiting for instructions
Earlier I was down at the cafe in Sainsbury's reading, knitting, sewing together some knitted squares and drinking hot chocolate. I had collected the dry cleaning and bought essential supplies of pizza. I used my mobile to find out an eta for T. It turned out to be much later on!
I spotted a tiny girl trotting off on her own away from her parents and into the cafe. I pointed to show the father where she was and in which direction she was heading.
Then I had time to kill back at home before the second attempt at collecting T from the station. So I have been listening to Dark Side of the Moon, Pink Floyd. It is like having miniature holidays here and there, grabbing chances. Hot tea and delicious curry, then more sewing.
It is my reward and peace between all the other momentous events and sorrows online and elsewhere.
I spotted a tiny girl trotting off on her own away from her parents and into the cafe. I pointed to show the father where she was and in which direction she was heading.
Then I had time to kill back at home before the second attempt at collecting T from the station. So I have been listening to Dark Side of the Moon, Pink Floyd. It is like having miniature holidays here and there, grabbing chances. Hot tea and delicious curry, then more sewing.
It is my reward and peace between all the other momentous events and sorrows online and elsewhere.
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