Tomorrow we're doing a 'soft start' of school. This means, for us, that we're going to do Morning Time. It's going to be horrible, as any homeschooling teacher can tell you. You can pray for me, if you like.
Here's what Morning Time will consist of, according to my carefully planned schedule.
Morning Prayer
Hymn Study - We're actually going to work on The Doxology
Bible Read Aloud - We are reading and discussing Mark 1:1-3
Memory Work - We will do memory work that encompasses SK-Gr. 4, so we're memorizing days of the week, months of the year and the first two lines of The Lord's Prayer.
Christian Biography - The 9yo will read aloud the first page of St. Augustine of Hippo biography in Ten Boys Who Made A Difference. The 7yo will read aloud the first page of the Anne Lawson biography in Ten Girls Who Used Their Talents.
Group History Read Aloud - We are reading the first half of chapter 1 in Story Of The World volume 2.
The 7yo also has her piano lesson, and the 9yo will do his piano practice for 15 minutes or so.
Sunday, August 25, 2019
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
After this I promise I'll take a break from complaining.
This last little while has been a giant lesson in patience.
The hot water tap in the bathroom stopped working. Every trip to every store resulted in the store not carryng the thing I went for, or me forgetting to get the thing I went for, or some other ridiculous scenario.
Every appointment was late. Everything required more paperwork. Everything took just one extra step to finish. The garbage people didn't take all the garbage. The washer was running with the last load of laundry and suddenly someone found the thing they needed washed. There was always a missing ingredient for every recipe. There was always a strange smell somewhere in the kitchen, but also nowhere, and what on earth does that even mean??
If I could lose it, I did. I misplaced essays I was supposed to type, I forgot to call people I was supposed to call, I repeatedly sat down at the computer to do a specific task and stood up a few minutes later, walked away, and realized I hadn't done the task. Times hundred. Over and over again.
If a pot could boil over or an oven start smoking - it did. Did the toilet get clogged and every drain in the house slow down? Why yes! Did the defrosting milk develop a hole and leak everywhere? Sure! Did the cat throw up? Did all five people in the house get summer colds? Did I nick myself shaving my legs? Did we run out of all the things - like baking soda and butter and eggs and bread and balsamic vinegar and fresh vegetables and apparently all of the fruit? YES!
We planned a family walk and got lost driving there. We went to a dr. appointment and got stuck behind a road-hogging convoy of motorcycles. Guests dropped in unexpectedly and I hadn't done any dishes. Like...any. The meeting I was prepared for was cancelled. The ice cream store was closed when we went to get ice cream. I didn't have enough money with me to do the laminating I had to get done when I was AT the laminating place, so we just went home.
Games crashed on the tablet, clothespins broke apart in my hand as I hung clothes, someone stacked wood on my dahlias, no one changed the sliver of soap in the shower for an actual bar of soap for the next person (ME). A water bottle got upended in the car and soaked into the upholstery. Someone told me I needed to be more organized. I got a migraine.
The berry place closed early and I didn't get to pick blueberries this year. The fridge is making an odd noise. The children went crazy in all of the stores I entered. I had insomnia and tossed and turned. The 7yo has decided she wants to eat a vegetarian supper once a week and also remembered I said we'd do a nice joint birthday party for all the kids before summer is over. I have finally admitted that all my beautiful flower seeds resulted in only a few teeny, mostly non-flowering plants.
I just wanted to tell you this because if you also had a terrible couple of weeks, then solidarity. It ain't easy out there.
Peace.
The hot water tap in the bathroom stopped working. Every trip to every store resulted in the store not carryng the thing I went for, or me forgetting to get the thing I went for, or some other ridiculous scenario.
Every appointment was late. Everything required more paperwork. Everything took just one extra step to finish. The garbage people didn't take all the garbage. The washer was running with the last load of laundry and suddenly someone found the thing they needed washed. There was always a missing ingredient for every recipe. There was always a strange smell somewhere in the kitchen, but also nowhere, and what on earth does that even mean??
If I could lose it, I did. I misplaced essays I was supposed to type, I forgot to call people I was supposed to call, I repeatedly sat down at the computer to do a specific task and stood up a few minutes later, walked away, and realized I hadn't done the task. Times hundred. Over and over again.
If a pot could boil over or an oven start smoking - it did. Did the toilet get clogged and every drain in the house slow down? Why yes! Did the defrosting milk develop a hole and leak everywhere? Sure! Did the cat throw up? Did all five people in the house get summer colds? Did I nick myself shaving my legs? Did we run out of all the things - like baking soda and butter and eggs and bread and balsamic vinegar and fresh vegetables and apparently all of the fruit? YES!
We planned a family walk and got lost driving there. We went to a dr. appointment and got stuck behind a road-hogging convoy of motorcycles. Guests dropped in unexpectedly and I hadn't done any dishes. Like...any. The meeting I was prepared for was cancelled. The ice cream store was closed when we went to get ice cream. I didn't have enough money with me to do the laminating I had to get done when I was AT the laminating place, so we just went home.
Games crashed on the tablet, clothespins broke apart in my hand as I hung clothes, someone stacked wood on my dahlias, no one changed the sliver of soap in the shower for an actual bar of soap for the next person (ME). A water bottle got upended in the car and soaked into the upholstery. Someone told me I needed to be more organized. I got a migraine.
The berry place closed early and I didn't get to pick blueberries this year. The fridge is making an odd noise. The children went crazy in all of the stores I entered. I had insomnia and tossed and turned. The 7yo has decided she wants to eat a vegetarian supper once a week and also remembered I said we'd do a nice joint birthday party for all the kids before summer is over. I have finally admitted that all my beautiful flower seeds resulted in only a few teeny, mostly non-flowering plants.
I just wanted to tell you this because if you also had a terrible couple of weeks, then solidarity. It ain't easy out there.
Peace.
Tuesday, August 13, 2019
Self-Care for the Careless
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It isn't that I don't WANT to practice self-care, because I DO, but the things that fall into most people's self-care categories are often way out of my reach, to be honest. Having a long, relaxing bath? How...would that happen? By the time everyone is asleep and I can sit in a bath alone it is so late I don't want to do that, I just want to go to bed. Buying myself a treat? Does this mean I have to get in a car with the whole family and drive the 45 minutes it takes to get to a store I would want to buy something from? Sob. When would I, supposing I wanted to, meditate and practice yoga? And where? In the non-existent yoga studio here in town? With my copious amounts of free time as a mother of three young children?
I imagine other people have similar issues, and so here are some of the things I HAVE found I am able to do, as 'self-care', sort of, that help with mental health.
Go outside. I mean at all, really. Just out of the house. Leaning out of the window counts if it must but ideally we're talking on the porch or balcony, preferably even on the grass, in bare feet. If you feel courageous you can turn this into a walk but let's not get crazy here. Just go out of the door at all.
Find a thing to look forward to. Suggestions from my own experience are things like listening to a podcast, making a smoothie, hiding a chocolate bar in the freezer, taping a show, reading a comic strip, checking a blog, etc. Something that you can look forward to doing in the future that will help you get through the present.
Reframe a task you enjoy as a hobby. It's all about the mental gymnastics here. I have a garden, for example. I have a lot of work to do in it to keep it looking decent, including mowing the lawns, and these are chores that I don't mind doing, in fact I enjoy them, so I've told myself that gardening is a hobby of mine. Now when I go outside to weed and water plants I am 'having fun with my hobby'. It actually has really helped give me some breathing space.
Stay in touch with people you like. Pretty self-explanatory, this. However you might go about it, a phone call, a text, facebook, whatever - make an effort over the day to check in and say hello to people who fill you up.
Carry food and water. If you can do this, it helps a lot. Eat the food. Drink the water. Put more in your purse. If you buy fun food that is just for you and a beautiful water bottle that makes you feel like an Instagram pilates instructor, then you won't forget to bring either. Just a hint.
Reward yourself constantly. I have mentioned before that I am a big fan of Gretchin Rubin's theory of 'little treats' - of constantly treating yourself with little pick me ups throughout your day. Not TREAT treats - but little treats. Reframing, again, so that little things are treats and you are always being encouraged. A treat can be anything - standing in front of the open freezer with your eyes closed on a hot day, washing your face with the nice face wash slowly and carefully, eating a peach, using a fancy glass, that sort of thing.
Use your senses. Nothing gets me more agitated than my feet being hot, and nothing cools me down faster and calms me down better than sticking my feet in a cool bath/pool/puddle/bowl of water. For me, that's the sense that relaxes me, but maybe you're a 'smell lavender and I calm down' sort of person, or maybe you prefer a head massage, or one of those cooling eye masks? Perhaps the best way for you to relax is to look at your favourite art or listen to the perfect song or slowly sip a drink? Whatever sense works for you, do that.
Have an end-of-day ritual. I have two little books beside my bed and they comprise my end-of-day ritual. First is my reading notebook, where I record whatever book I finished reading that day, if I did that. Second is my one-line journal, where I put down two or three jot notes of the highlights of my day. I try to keep the journal positive because I like to look back in future years to see the joyful things in each day, not the negative.
Keep devotions short, but keep them. Does this sound familiar? You have elaborate, exciting plans for Bible reading, devotions, Lenten studies, etc. etc. and they all fall to the wayside? And then it is a source of stress and anxiety and disappointment because you had such well-laid plans... Here's the only thing that has worked for me in this: don't make the plans. Pick one small thing, so small that you can certainly do it, and just only focus on that. I use the devotional My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers and each day's reading is one small, pocket sized page. I know I can read it in a minute, so I do, and it makes everything better. This is not to say I DO read it every day or anything, but I am MUCH MORE LIKELY to do so than I would be if it was in any way more complicated than 1 paragraph in a small book 1 time a day. (I have friends who have their phones read an audio version of the Bible out loud to them as they wake up and friends who have timers on their phones to ding when they should pray. My husband listens to sermons while he works on paperwork and while he walks to the post office. Whatever sort of thing makes it easier, is what I'm saying.)
Sunday, August 11, 2019
What I've Been Reading - August 2019
So. I haven't been reading much this past month, I admit. I have instead been planning school and preparing for that and also knitting a sweater. So there hasn't been much spare time around here.
However...here goes
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Troost makes me think of those guys who post a lot of stuff on the Lonely Planet forums about the obscure hill tribe they lived with on March break. You know what I mean? His long-suffering wife, who appears to hold a prestigious careers and also keep the home together whilst her husband wanders around China under the guise of 'seeing if they should move there' must be a veritable saint. Also all his talk about air pollution made my lungs hurt.
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I have an intense love of graphic novel memoirs, and this one is great on so many levels. Chast gives us glimpses of her structured, rigid, somewhat cold upbringing and her anxious reality dealing with two ill, co-dependent parents who refuse to throw anything away or let their bank books out of their sight or give even a little on such essentials as 'not balancing on chairs' or 'going to the hospital when you cannot get out of bed'. If you are also living in that reality - the slow progression of aging parents and increased concern for them - you should read this. It will make you sad but also feel not alone.
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Complete and total fluff! Sometimes you need that. Dirk Pitt is honestly a laughable character, as is almost everyone else, but he's...I mean at one point he ACTUALLY emerges from the rubble of partially destroyed Havana leading a line of orphans he rescued from a huge wave. There is nothing he cannot do! He is all knowing! The women are in love! The waves! The waves are rising but Dirk will save us! He pulls back a blimp from hitting a hotel!
Saturday, August 10, 2019
The Great 2019-2020 School Year Curriculum Plan
After quite literally months of planning, here is the plan.
Christian Studies
We're going to read through the gospel of Mark this year. We're also using the 'Ten Boys' and 'Ten Girls' series by Irene Howat to read biographical sketches of great Christians through the ages. The 9yo and the 7yo will both be reading the stories and talking about the questions at the end of the chapters. The 5yo will maybe tag along or maybe not I'm not sure. Certainly not in any formal capacity.
For memory work this year all three children are going to memorize the Lord's Prayer, (the 9yo has this somewhat memorized already, but I would like fluency), and the 9yo will also memorize the names of the books of the Bible. If the 7yo finishes the Lord's prayer I will start her on the books of the Bible as well.
History
We will be reading through Story of the World Volume 2 together, which focuses on Medieval history. We have multiple extra books to look through on different Medieval topics. It's possible we will try things like Medieval cooking, attempting an illuminated letter, discussing the monastic movement, etc. With SOTW2 as the spine, we'll see where our history studies take us.
Geography
We're going to take a world focus this year with Rod and Staff's curriculum Homelands Around The World. We'll supplement with studies on real life missionaries we know and love and pray for.
Art and Music
The two oldest will be working with piano. The 9yo will progress from Miss Judy teaching at the church to an instructor at the conservatory of music. The 7yo is still with Miss Judy. For Art we will be using this book:
Science and Nature Study
The 9yo will be studying astronomy this year. We'll use Exploring the Night Sky as our spine.
We have a Celestron Telescope for observation and will likely supplement with several other books on stars, space and astronomy in our library. We'll also be reading D'Aulaire's Greek Myths at the same time, tying in the stories that named our constellations.
The 7yo and 5yo will be using Rod and Staff's Patterns of Nature as their guided nature study. This is technically a Grade 2 level book, which will make it right on the ball for the 7yo and probably too much for the 5yo, so I'll be adjusting expectations.
Mathematics
The 9yo will get Gr. 4 Rod and Staff math, the 7yo will get Grade 2 Rod and Staff math, and the 5yo will slowly finish the first book in Gr. 1 Rod and Staff math. This will be supplemented with math games, and the I Hate Mathematics Book and whatever else we feel like doing.
Language Arts - Copywork and Recitation
The 9yo and 7yo will be copying from A Child's Garden of Verses this year and will choose poems from there to memorize. Undoubtedly my children will be forced to listen to me recite The Swing over and over again.
Language Arts - Oral and Written Narration and Dictation
We're starting with Volume One of English For The Thoughtful Child. Realistically this is only for the oldest two but the 5yo will tag along. I have some nerves about this program being 'enough'. So we'll see. I may (probably will) supplement somehow.
Language Arts - Grammar
The 9yo will work on Rod and Staff's Grade 3 Building English. By far this will be our hardest subject. The 7yo and 5yo will not have anything in this subject area.
Literature
We'll stick with our 30 minutes of independent silent reading a day, because that works out well. The 9yo and 7yo will also have assigned reading, although I don't have the list of books ready yet. There may be literature guides, although I haven't actually purchased any so, sigh, who knows. It's possible.
Reading
The 5yo is finishing up Teach Your Child To Read In 100 Easy Lessons. She'll practice her reading with Bob books and early readers as she progresses this year.
And that's sort of where we are with the planning now. I have photocopying and laminating to get done, and one large purchase still to make, but I think....dare I say it? I think I may be almost ready.
Christian Studies
We're going to read through the gospel of Mark this year. We're also using the 'Ten Boys' and 'Ten Girls' series by Irene Howat to read biographical sketches of great Christians through the ages. The 9yo and the 7yo will both be reading the stories and talking about the questions at the end of the chapters. The 5yo will maybe tag along or maybe not I'm not sure. Certainly not in any formal capacity.
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History
We will be reading through Story of the World Volume 2 together, which focuses on Medieval history. We have multiple extra books to look through on different Medieval topics. It's possible we will try things like Medieval cooking, attempting an illuminated letter, discussing the monastic movement, etc. With SOTW2 as the spine, we'll see where our history studies take us.
Geography
We're going to take a world focus this year with Rod and Staff's curriculum Homelands Around The World. We'll supplement with studies on real life missionaries we know and love and pray for.
Art and Music
The two oldest will be working with piano. The 9yo will progress from Miss Judy teaching at the church to an instructor at the conservatory of music. The 7yo is still with Miss Judy. For Art we will be using this book:
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The 9yo will be studying astronomy this year. We'll use Exploring the Night Sky as our spine.
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The 7yo and 5yo will be using Rod and Staff's Patterns of Nature as their guided nature study. This is technically a Grade 2 level book, which will make it right on the ball for the 7yo and probably too much for the 5yo, so I'll be adjusting expectations.
Mathematics
The 9yo will get Gr. 4 Rod and Staff math, the 7yo will get Grade 2 Rod and Staff math, and the 5yo will slowly finish the first book in Gr. 1 Rod and Staff math. This will be supplemented with math games, and the I Hate Mathematics Book and whatever else we feel like doing.
Language Arts - Copywork and Recitation
The 9yo and 7yo will be copying from A Child's Garden of Verses this year and will choose poems from there to memorize. Undoubtedly my children will be forced to listen to me recite The Swing over and over again.
Language Arts - Oral and Written Narration and Dictation
We're starting with Volume One of English For The Thoughtful Child. Realistically this is only for the oldest two but the 5yo will tag along. I have some nerves about this program being 'enough'. So we'll see. I may (probably will) supplement somehow.
Language Arts - Grammar
The 9yo will work on Rod and Staff's Grade 3 Building English. By far this will be our hardest subject. The 7yo and 5yo will not have anything in this subject area.
Literature
We'll stick with our 30 minutes of independent silent reading a day, because that works out well. The 9yo and 7yo will also have assigned reading, although I don't have the list of books ready yet. There may be literature guides, although I haven't actually purchased any so, sigh, who knows. It's possible.
Reading
The 5yo is finishing up Teach Your Child To Read In 100 Easy Lessons. She'll practice her reading with Bob books and early readers as she progresses this year.
And that's sort of where we are with the planning now. I have photocopying and laminating to get done, and one large purchase still to make, but I think....dare I say it? I think I may be almost ready.
Friday, July 26, 2019
Various Things that Have Annoyed Me In July So Far.
You know, when I was a kid playing in the sprinkler, the kid pool or the hose was a mainstay of summer outside entertainment. And I've tried to replicate that with my children but I'm finding it an uphill battle.
First attempt - I bought a slip and slide type plastic thing that attached to a small inflatable pool at the bottom. A slip and slide, if you aren't familiar with the term, is a water slide that is, essentially, a tarp. It's a flat, smooth runner of plastic and you put water and possibly soap to add to the slipperiness, and then you run along and slide on it. Works best on a hill. I bought a child sized one of these and since we had a small hill beside the house this was perfect for the children to play on and then fly into a little pool of water at the bottom. Then the house next door at the bottom of the hill sold and now we can't use the hill, and therefore the slip and slide.
Second attempt - I started using a hard plastic kiddie pool. The children fought constantly about it because, unsurprisingly, they couldn't all sit in it at the same time.
Third attempt - So devoid of the slip and slide with pool option and the hard plastic pool, I bought a sprinkler. It was a fun one that spurted water in all directions and, I hoped, would possibly also double as watering the grass. It lasted just over a week before the town instituted a water restriction that means I can only use a sprinkler between the hours of 5 AM and 10 AM on odd numbered days. This effectively squashed the sprinkler option.
Fourth attempt - I bought an inflatable pool that I could set up on the deck and would fit the children at the current larger sizes they are. It took an hour to inflate the first of two parts of it, including stopping for breaks to let the air compressor cool off. And then I accidentally poked two holes in it which necessitated applying puncture patches and waiting 30 minutes for them to cure. Then I re-inflated the already inflated part I had punctured, and inflated the second part, and it all took a ridiculous time by which point it was past 10 AM so I couldn't actually use the hose anymore to fill the pool.
I just remember standing outside playing with the hose, or running through a sprinkler, so I can't understand why this is so complicated.
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So this past week the children went to day camp, by themselves, for the First Time Ever. And they had a great time but I have had a week of repetitive stress as all the little things about camp worried me. And now today is the last day, which is so good because now I can relax a bit knowing they aren't going to get lost in the woods or drown at the beach or discover that they really ARE allergic to bees or any of the other extreme scenarios my mind made up for me to helpfully fuss about for five days. On the other hand, David and I thought 'the kids should write thank you cards for their counselors'. And herein lies yet another worry. Both of the 7yo's counselors have creative names that are spelled with unusually placed letters, and I'm not 100% certain I am spelling them correctly. And also I told the children they had to compose and print the cards themselves, and their spelling is ATROCIOUS. What if no one can even READ them? And also the 7yo expressed displeasure at my Thank You card selection. I'd just bought a pack at the Christian book store that said 'Thank You' on the front and was brightly coloured but she didn't like the look/Bible verse/something something I don't know, and now I'm stressed about ALL of those things.
What all of this means is I have three horribly printed and spelled cards with mis-spelled names on them in patterns no one likes. Looks like a real win.
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The other day David turned to me and said 'where are all of the little coloured plastic bowls?' and I had no idea. Had I thrown them away? I thought it was possible because I remember thinking I should throw them away since they were several years old and looked it and also I'd like to get a better quality bowl. But had I actually thrown them away? I was very stressed about this because I couldn't remember at ALL. And this was several bowls I'd lost, not just misplacing the sugar bowl in the freezer or putting my keys in a potted plant or something. And then my mother in law called and asked me if I might have left a bunch of coloured plastic bowls at her house. So THAT'S where they were! And let me tell you why this is infuriating. Before I leave her house I always ALWAYS go all over the house making absolutely certain I haven't left anything behind. And yet, so often I have left things behind. A sock disappears, or a stack of plastic bowls, or a box of tea I brought with me and didn't bring home, or a pen, or something. And it isn't that I begrudge the gods of misplaced things their due, or that I expect perfection from myself or something, but I can't understand how I can look so closely over and over again and not see these things!
First attempt - I bought a slip and slide type plastic thing that attached to a small inflatable pool at the bottom. A slip and slide, if you aren't familiar with the term, is a water slide that is, essentially, a tarp. It's a flat, smooth runner of plastic and you put water and possibly soap to add to the slipperiness, and then you run along and slide on it. Works best on a hill. I bought a child sized one of these and since we had a small hill beside the house this was perfect for the children to play on and then fly into a little pool of water at the bottom. Then the house next door at the bottom of the hill sold and now we can't use the hill, and therefore the slip and slide.
Second attempt - I started using a hard plastic kiddie pool. The children fought constantly about it because, unsurprisingly, they couldn't all sit in it at the same time.
Third attempt - So devoid of the slip and slide with pool option and the hard plastic pool, I bought a sprinkler. It was a fun one that spurted water in all directions and, I hoped, would possibly also double as watering the grass. It lasted just over a week before the town instituted a water restriction that means I can only use a sprinkler between the hours of 5 AM and 10 AM on odd numbered days. This effectively squashed the sprinkler option.
Fourth attempt - I bought an inflatable pool that I could set up on the deck and would fit the children at the current larger sizes they are. It took an hour to inflate the first of two parts of it, including stopping for breaks to let the air compressor cool off. And then I accidentally poked two holes in it which necessitated applying puncture patches and waiting 30 minutes for them to cure. Then I re-inflated the already inflated part I had punctured, and inflated the second part, and it all took a ridiculous time by which point it was past 10 AM so I couldn't actually use the hose anymore to fill the pool.
I just remember standing outside playing with the hose, or running through a sprinkler, so I can't understand why this is so complicated.
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So this past week the children went to day camp, by themselves, for the First Time Ever. And they had a great time but I have had a week of repetitive stress as all the little things about camp worried me. And now today is the last day, which is so good because now I can relax a bit knowing they aren't going to get lost in the woods or drown at the beach or discover that they really ARE allergic to bees or any of the other extreme scenarios my mind made up for me to helpfully fuss about for five days. On the other hand, David and I thought 'the kids should write thank you cards for their counselors'. And herein lies yet another worry. Both of the 7yo's counselors have creative names that are spelled with unusually placed letters, and I'm not 100% certain I am spelling them correctly. And also I told the children they had to compose and print the cards themselves, and their spelling is ATROCIOUS. What if no one can even READ them? And also the 7yo expressed displeasure at my Thank You card selection. I'd just bought a pack at the Christian book store that said 'Thank You' on the front and was brightly coloured but she didn't like the look/Bible verse/something something I don't know, and now I'm stressed about ALL of those things.
What all of this means is I have three horribly printed and spelled cards with mis-spelled names on them in patterns no one likes. Looks like a real win.
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The other day David turned to me and said 'where are all of the little coloured plastic bowls?' and I had no idea. Had I thrown them away? I thought it was possible because I remember thinking I should throw them away since they were several years old and looked it and also I'd like to get a better quality bowl. But had I actually thrown them away? I was very stressed about this because I couldn't remember at ALL. And this was several bowls I'd lost, not just misplacing the sugar bowl in the freezer or putting my keys in a potted plant or something. And then my mother in law called and asked me if I might have left a bunch of coloured plastic bowls at her house. So THAT'S where they were! And let me tell you why this is infuriating. Before I leave her house I always ALWAYS go all over the house making absolutely certain I haven't left anything behind. And yet, so often I have left things behind. A sock disappears, or a stack of plastic bowls, or a box of tea I brought with me and didn't bring home, or a pen, or something. And it isn't that I begrudge the gods of misplaced things their due, or that I expect perfection from myself or something, but I can't understand how I can look so closely over and over again and not see these things!
Friday, July 19, 2019
The Bay - Part 3
I will have you know that on July 19th, I finally swam a 'real' swim.
In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have watched Jaws for the first time the night before, but live and learn.
So this was the perfect night to really make the First Swim Night. It was very hot so the water was actually nice and warm and lovely. My husband was watching the children, I had no company to try and talk to or interact with, no social obligations that come with swimming with others. I swam along the shore for about 200 metres or so, and there were weeds, which were icky and touched me and Were Not Sharks.
I was heading for a dock probably 250 metres around the shore from my starting point, but before I got there I started to worry about being too far from the starting point and it being my first time in the water really in over a year, with the exception of splashing in pools and shallow water and such. The first 'real' water. In a year. Maybe I shouldn't go *too* far, I thought.
So I turned and headed back along the shore but after a short time I thought maybe I should be brave and cut across deeper water - I estimate about 10 feet deep. I felt good, there was no tiredness or cramping or anything, and I knew the water well and there were people around, so I decided to do it. I swam with my eyes closed for a lot of it, just focusing on breathing, clean strokes through the water, the sound of waves and birds. One of my favourite things about swimming in open water is how your face is right at water level and you see and experience a whole different world.
I made it back feeling so good and vibrant and energetic I probably should have tried for a farther swim, but I'm perfectly happy with my 300 or so metres.
Afterwards, while eating an ice cream sandwich and examining the caterpillars in my friend's garden, I could feel the weakness and shakiness of muscles well used. It was wonderful. I can't wait to get in again.
In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have watched Jaws for the first time the night before, but live and learn.
So this was the perfect night to really make the First Swim Night. It was very hot so the water was actually nice and warm and lovely. My husband was watching the children, I had no company to try and talk to or interact with, no social obligations that come with swimming with others. I swam along the shore for about 200 metres or so, and there were weeds, which were icky and touched me and Were Not Sharks.
I was heading for a dock probably 250 metres around the shore from my starting point, but before I got there I started to worry about being too far from the starting point and it being my first time in the water really in over a year, with the exception of splashing in pools and shallow water and such. The first 'real' water. In a year. Maybe I shouldn't go *too* far, I thought.
So I turned and headed back along the shore but after a short time I thought maybe I should be brave and cut across deeper water - I estimate about 10 feet deep. I felt good, there was no tiredness or cramping or anything, and I knew the water well and there were people around, so I decided to do it. I swam with my eyes closed for a lot of it, just focusing on breathing, clean strokes through the water, the sound of waves and birds. One of my favourite things about swimming in open water is how your face is right at water level and you see and experience a whole different world.
I made it back feeling so good and vibrant and energetic I probably should have tried for a farther swim, but I'm perfectly happy with my 300 or so metres.
Afterwards, while eating an ice cream sandwich and examining the caterpillars in my friend's garden, I could feel the weakness and shakiness of muscles well used. It was wonderful. I can't wait to get in again.
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