We are into the second week of school. Last week was a lot tougher than I thought it would be. I over-did it every day. This week, I’m trying to take things a little slower during the day. I can’t believe how much taking the kids in the morning has changed my day. On a positive note, I’m up earlier. I tire easier the rest of the day, though, and I have to save my energy for picking them up from school. I pick up the two girls at 3 pm and then we find something to do until my son is done with cross country at 4:15-4:30 pm. My nine-year-old starts volleyball today. I don’t like to drive back and forth a bunch of times but I need to get the kids fed. I may have to make sandwiches and pack the cooler. Here is what my schedule looks like:
3 pm: Pick up Katie (9 yrs old). Take chocolate syrup to Aden (11 yrs old) for ice cream after practice.
4:15 pm: Pick up Aden.
5:00 pm: Take Katie to volleyball practice.
5:45 pm: Pick Katie up from volleyball practice.
We only live 3 miles away, but I don’t really want to drive back and forth in between each of these events. The girls and I may end up going to the library before we pick up Aden. Then we’ll have to either eat dinner at a fast food place or eat what I pack. Cam can’t help me because he is doesn’t even get home until after 6 pm.
I should be doing laundry right but I haven’t even finished the laundry I started last Tuesday. I’m tired and I hurt. Yesterday, I had to get a Frappe just to make it through picking up my son. Maybe Emma (4 yrs old) will fall asleep at some point in the afternoon and I can take a nap.
I had to be realistic after last week and bow out of helping with the only home meet for Aden’s cross country. I just knew that there was little to no chance that I’d have enough energy at that time of day to be any help. I feel bad for committing and then backing out but I gave the coach a week’s notice, so hopefully I don’t screw up her plans too bad.