Happy Friday! Do you ever have those weeks where you’re a day off all week? It’s not too bad when it’s a day ahead of what you think it is, but I was a day behind all week. I’m not sure what got me off, but it started on Tuesday when I kept thinking it was Wednesday. I’m just glad that it’s finally really Friday. Do you know what the best part is? We get an extra hour of sleep this weekend and it’s Brian’s long weekend!
It’s been one of those weeks that’s been kind of mundane with it’s exciting moments mixed in. The highlight was probably Wednesday when Brianna got to take her first solo drive! She didn’t go far – just to the grandparents house a few miles away – but it was still exciting for her to get the first taste of freedom that comes with driving somewhere by yourself.
Do you remember the first time you got to drive somewhere alone? I do. I’d had my license for awhile, but my mom still had been riding shotgun with me to and from work. I still remember the disbelief and excitement the day I asked if she was ready to go and she calmly announced that she was just going to let me drive myself that day. I felt so grown-up pulling into the McDonald’s parking lot that day.
Brianna had strict instructions to call or text when she got to her grandparents (but not at any time while driving!). I had to laugh when she got back home and immediately called her grandparents. Apparently she had strict instructions from them, too.
Megan’s excitement starts tonight. She was too young to go to church camp this year. They did have one overnight sleepover for the middle school girls, but this weekend is a two-night retreat for all the high school and middle school girls. She’s really looking forward to it. The one blight on the weekend is that one of her favorite shows is having its season premiere this weekend after being off the air for months. It’s a good thing we’ve got On-Demand.
We’ve added music appreciation to our school day with new curriculum from Zeezok Publishing. We’ve read a couple of their composer biographies before and really enjoyed them. The Bach biography with which we’ve started this time is no exception. I’ll be posting a full review in February, but you’ll probably hear me talking about it between now and then.
I was quite proud of myself yesterday. I’d wimped out of walking outside for the last couple of weeks because it’s been so cool in the mornings (which is nothing but a pitiful excuse because it hasn’t been that cold). I walked Wednesday when the temps were mild and the sun was shining and had planned to walk Thursday. Rain was supposed to be moving it, but it wasn’t supposed to be here until after dark Thursday.
I got up and it was 62 degrees, great weather for walking, but it started sprinkling just as I was headed out. I briefly considered hopping on the treadmill, which is never as good a workout for me. Then, my no-excuses attitude, which has been on hiatus lately, kicked it. I decided that a little rain never hurt anyone, especially sprinkles on a warm day. So, I put on my running cap to keep the rain out of my face and headed out.
It rained on me during most of my walk, but it really was just sprinkles and I felt much better having gotten outside than I would have if I’d just walked on the treadmill.
In keeping with my “getting back to good, solid workouts” attitude, I bought myself a new pair of workout pants Wednesday night for the days when it really is cold outside. I’ve got workout shorts, but the only longer pants I have are compression pants. Those are fine for running at the track, but a little overkill for walking in my subdivision. Now, I’m all set. No excuses.
For those keeping up with my attempt at becoming an early riser, it was a mixed bag this week. I did manage to get up in the vicinity of 8:15 nearly every day this week, but I had a hard time keeping my schedule on track once I got up. I’m not really sure why because I didn’t feel like I was wasting time, but there were a couple of days where I didn’t have time to get any online work done in the morning, which is a big part of getting up earlier.
I honestly feel like I need to be up between 7:00 and 7:30 to accomplish all that I’d like to in the mornings, but that is so early for this night owl. I think I need to keep working at it until I can consistently get up by 8:00 each morning before I try to go any earlier. It would help if my people would not keep waking me up at night. I’m such a light sleeper and their idea of, say, quietly shutting the bathroom door is much different than mine.
Still, I feel like I’m making some progress. I was telling the kids the other night (when we went out for $1 scoop night ice cream – except, due to inflation I suppose, it’s now $1.25 scoop night, which doesn’t roll off the tongue nearly as well) that I really like being up in the mornings. I like that time of day and enjoy it once I’m up. I just have a really hard time reminding myself of that when I’m snuggled up under my covers and the alarm is going off.
Anyone else have that problem? Have you come up with a solution that works, other than sheer willpower?
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