I wasn’t busy before. I thought I was, but I was mistaken. I was only playing at being busy. Here in less than a week I’ll have a kid in college, a kid homeschooled, and a kid in middle school. Also, the college kid isn’t driving, so guess who’s playing Driving Miss Ginja Ninja for at least a semester? Uh huh, got it in one. The Little Man has asked to join Civil Air Patrol, which got a little internal Mama “Oh heck yeah!” before I even realized that the nearest squadron meetings line up with the GN’s night class neatly. The homeschooler is in the process of testing to see what college classes she’ll be taking this coming mid-term (same school as the GN, at least) and that ought to be… interesting. Oh, and the homeschooler, to her vast delight, is being signed up for fencing classes, which are a weekend thing. Possibly Bee School, which will be an evening thing. (yes, Grampa, I did say bee school!) Not to mention she has to take driver’s ed classes to get her license.
Ok. I can do this. I’ll have to cut my schedule to the bone, rebuild it, but we can do it. We can make it better, make it stronger…
It is an investment in their future. Actually, the cost isn’t terrible, considering. The GN is headed to a ‘starter’ school that we’re paying out of pocket. The homeschooler’s activities aren’t too awful, considering. It’s just that there are a ton of moving parts heading into this school year, and I need to get everything meshed like fine clockwork.
Family meeting tonight. We’ll make it work. We’re a finely-tuned… oh, hell. No, this is going to be a huge challenge. But I will make it work.