Day In. Day Out.
It is Monday evening, and I have just completed grading the first week’s Assignments for my 3rd and 4th grade Creating Sentences homeschool co-op class. Before that, I recorded grades for my 5th and 6th graders’ first week’s Assignments in one of the other writing classes I teach, Sentence to Paragraph.
To the left of my trackpad is a post-it I will stick to my coffee mug in the morning. It reminds me that I need to email a few parents and remind them to purchase the required class supplies so their students can fully participate. It also reminds me to photocopy Mind Benders for next week’s homework, not forget to bring cookies and frosting for one of my fellow teacher’s classes since she will be out of town, to make checklists and grade sheets in preparation for next week’s classes, and to write my Friday post for The Pioneer Woman’s homeschooling blog.
Before heading to bed, I return several personal emails, a few business emails, and sort the rest in my inbox to tackle in the morning.
That reminds me – I need to set my alarm on my phone for 5:00 a.m., not 3:15 a.m., because Emelie does not work in the morning, which means we can sleep in!
On the way to my bedroom, I remember that I need to text my Daddy in the morning about what time we are exchanging cars because I have a Co-op Advisory Board meeting at 10:00 a.m., and for whatever reason, that reminds me that Emelie and I forgot to take our Videotext Algebra, Unit 1 – Part B – Lesson 4 – Quiz A this evening after dinner.
Laying my head down on the pillow, my mind begins mapping out the day for tomorrow, and I smile because the kids and I worked out and printed their weekly schedule upon returning from Co-op at 5:00 p.m., so that is one less thing I have to accomplish in the morning.
I reach for my cell phone to set my alarm, see today’s date, and realize Friday was payday, and I need to tend to bills first thing in the morning. Reluctantly, I get out of bed, head to the schoolroom, and place the budget binder on the school table as a reminder to pay bills before anything else.
Back to bed.
Man, it feels good to crawl under the covers after such a long day. I have been up for 19 1/2 hours, and I’m exhausted, but in a good way – it has been a productive day.
Picking up a book from my bedside table I begin to unwind.
With a book in hand my mind sloooooows down, and I know that soon I will be unable to read an entire paragraph with any level of comprehension. At that point, I will put the book down, turn out the light, and talk to the Lord until I fall asleep.
My days are full; so very full.
At times, it feels beyond overwhelming, but a week or so ago I decided to change my mindset; life will always have that next step. In other words, there is always something else to do – some new task to accomplish.
I need to make peace with it.
It reminds me of when, as a child, my family went tubing down the Guadalupe river. Some stretches of the river were slow and lazy, and some were fast and furious as we shot through the rocky rapids, but we were always headed downriver; always moving.
Since there will always be something else, I keep on, receiving each thing as it comes, working through it, and then, when it is time, I rest in preparation for the next day.
After all, everything will be there when the sun rises (or in mine and Emelie’s case – before the sun rises).