This fall has been silly again. Last fall was hard on us and I thought it was just the job I was doing on top of everything else. This fall is just as hard and the job I’m doing is about 1/10th of the work, so guess what – I don’t think it was really the job last fall. It’s just the fall.

We seriously cut back on extras this year. We have Classical Conversations on Mondays and St. Louis Children’s Choirs on Thursdays. Those are the school extras that take us out of the home during weekdays. I’m still trying to figure out what makes us long for Fridays at 5:00, when we enter the weekend panting from the week. I’m hoping I can figure it out before May.

This weekend is a rare one in which all six of us are home all weekend. It’s supposed to snow. We’re really hoping to get a lot of reading done and papers written while watching the snow, drinking tea, and enjoying our four little ladies quietly hand sewing in their 17th-century dresses.

You know what’s really going to happen, right? They will end up watching half-a-dozen movies, and in between they will want to go outside and play in the snow. They will get bundled up in all of the winter stuff we own, go outside for ten minutes, and come back in begging for hot chocolate. They will shed all the extra winter stuff (now wet) all over the kitchen and dining room floor. I will be doing laundry all day. And heating up the kettle for hot chocolate.

But strangely enough, this scenario (one I really don’t enjoy all that much) doesn’t scare me away from my thoughts of a peaceful, relaxing weekend. I’m going to trust that we can still carve that into the coming days.

Here’s hoping your upcoming weekend is refreshing for your family and your soul. Happy Friday.


5 thoughts on “Blahg

  1. Abbie says:

    I remember the first time our children experienced playing in the snow. I think they were 3 and 1 at the time. (we hadn’t lived in snowy places prior to then.) They were so cute–all bundled up & so fascinated by the snow. It was so fun.
    Then we all came inside and everyone shed all their hundreds of layers and the reality hit. I had wet, sort-of-muddy clothes all over the living room that needed to be dealt with. (which is something that after playing in the snow as a child I’d never thought about of course.)
    have fun with the laundry. I’ve decided that the magical fun of playing in the snow is worth the effort afterwards. 🙂


  2. Anna says:

    Fall is hard on me too and I realized that it is mostly cause I am a very outdoorsy person. I have found that I NEED to have the gear to go out at any time of the year and I am a much happier person, perhaps that is because being active outdoors is also how I get my exercise and exercise does help chase those little demons away. 🙂
    Our snow day is different only cause I end up out there with them, I can’t help it cause I really am just a kid myself. What happens is that I end up outside… cold …with the kids sledding and what not. I drag them all over the neighborhood and we build snowmen and all that jazz together. Then we all come in and have an even bigger pile of wet stuff to deal with. I toss it all in the dryer and we all three sit down with hot chocolate.
    I think we must live in about the same area from what I have read here on your page.
    I also have no clue how I found your blog, but you are on my bookmark list. Who knows!
    I have also just left you are LONG comment and you are going to feel like I am stalking you! YIKES!


  3. Megan says:

    Hey Anna! Welcome. I don’t know about tomorrow. My kids are skeptical too – it was so warm today. But stranger things have happened I guess. ..


  4. Jamie says:

    If you wind up enjoying your first snow of the year this weekend, be sure to get pictures. (Of the kids having fun in the snow, of course — not of the laundry pile they leave behind.)
    Happy Friday to you, too. 🙂


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