Catch-Up

I haven't posted in a long time; not because nothing has been happening but because too much has been happening.  Some good, some bad, and some just really crazy.

The last week of February I got roped into helping decorate (who asks me to decorate?  Who?!) for the Cub Scout Blue and Gold Banquet which made me very grumpy and very busy for a few days but Tuesday night it was over and I took a deep breath.

Then Wednesday, the director of my homeschool co-op sent out a letter saying she was "done".   Her and another lady started this co-op 5 years ago and it has grown to 29 families.  During this time her family had grown from 5 kids to 10 kids (don't worry, there were a few adoptions in there) and she just couldn't do it anymore.  This group of ladies and children have rescued me, strengthened me, made me laugh, and made me feel normal since we joined 3 1/2 years ago.  I was devastated.  They kept me semi-sane while homeschooling.  I felt lost and abandoned.  Our co-op met the next day for our regular day and also to make some decisions about the group.

Before I headed to co-op I ran next door to say goodbye to my dear friend and jogging partner because she was moving later in the day.  She is one of those friends who could drop in when me and my house were at the worst and I would welcome her in.  She also inspired me to jog three days a week.  Those are hard friends to come by.

With all the stress, a migraine was looming so I kept myself well-medicated.  The sadness of my friend moving, the stress of my co-op falling apart, topped off with a healthy dose of caffeine from the migraine medicine caused me to be a shaky jittery mess.

At the end of our co-op classes we had a mom's meeting about how to keep our co-op going strong.  We formed a committee of eight people to take over the job that one person had been doing.  I blame what happened next on the caffeine.  We had every position filled except co-director.  It was asked if anyone would volunteer.  Dead quiet. Then my trembling, overly-caffeinated hand rose of its own accord.  I've sworn off Excedrin migraine for life now but the damage was done.  

Meanwhile life continued on:

The girls (and Sam) have been running around the house wearing swimsuits despite freezing temperatures.

 People still took occasional baths.

The kids and I made a heck-o-lot of bread for a Primary teacher training.  I also discovered the limits of my Bosch mixer:  Approximately seven loaves of whole wheat bread is all it likes to knead at a time.  Pansy.

 Ten loaves all wrapped up to give to the primary teachers.

 Grace has been drawing, and drawing, and drawing.  All are variations on the same theme.

 And still working on home improvements. 

Here's hoping I don't regret pulling this sidewalk out the moment it's gone!