If Your Homeschooled Child is Crying, You Are Doing It Wrong

“Mommy, I’m bored. Would you print out a math worksheet for me?” This request from my youngest while I was cooking breakfast this morning led to an impromptu multiplication explanation (NOT a lesson) using the raw eggs that were sitting on the counter. It lasted maybe two minutes as we discussed how multiplication is really just fast addition and that 3 x 4 rows can also be viewed as 4 x 3. Alternate routes to…

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Site Overhaul

I am going to rip this site apart. Like a collage in the art journal class I am taking, I am going to add and subtract to this site to create a piece of work. Hopefully it will be fun and an interesting place to linger. I encounter many questions about how I have lived for 9 years (on and off) in a 5th wheel RV with my husband, three kids and two dogs while…

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Love and Conflict

I am not in a good place today. Tears are so close to the edge and they have fallen three times already. It is only two in the afternoon. I was writing my 500 words this morning and was exploring why my eldest daughter has been so triggering for me lately. She has been close to being a bit snotty with her remarks to me. And then my youngest refused to move so I could…

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Money & Freedom

January 18 I did an impulse buy of a bottle of melatonin sleeping tablets yesterday at Costco, hoping it would help me sleep through the night. No such luck. I did go to sleep quickly, but got up at about one to go to the bathroom and here I am at three in the morning talking to my computer instead of the back of my eyelids. Shit. I woke up thinking about money. Figures. I’ve…

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Hair Dye & Business Brainstorming

January 17 Came over to spend some time with Tootsie, sat on the couch and guess what I heard? That’s right, Santa Baby by the same guy as last time. They truly do not have that many Christmas songs. Why would anyone want to listen to Christmas songs way after Christmas? I don’t get it. That is it, the radio is getting shut off. It is hot in here. I finally broke down and turned…

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Wrong Ass Blog

January 16 Wow, I’ve got two whole weeks of writing in already. I am pretty darn amazed. Routines are just not my strong point. I can set up and organize just about any system, but to maintain it on a daily basis? Not on your life, or mine for that matter. As I quipped to some new friends of ours last night: I have a problem with authority – even my own. Woke up at…

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Spending Money & Life Energy

January 15 Yet another version of Santa Baby is playing on the radio again, this time sung by a male. No wonder this song keeps popping up in my mind at odd times. I really should change the channel. I like the changes we’ve made to our bedroom. In punishment for spending so much, however, I made myself look up the balances on our credit cards the first thing this morning. Yeowsie! That will dampen…

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Stress & Santa Baby

January 13 I must confess: I am writing these words at 1:30 in the morning – an hour and a half past the day. I got up to use the bathroom, thinking of my dream where kids at a boarding school were able to turn into cars and they found out that their teachers were evil and planning to take over the world. Um, yes. I have odd dreams at times. Then Santa Baby slipped…

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Chronic Pain & Sweet Insults

January 11 I woke up at five this morning with a terrible neck ache. Again. I’d had it most of the night, drifting in and out of sleep, trying to get comfortable. So when five came around, I got up to do a Google search on the spiritual or energy meaning of neck pain. My eyes were really sensitive to the screen light, so I had to turn the brightness way down. More than normal….

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Ant Bait & Letting Go

January 9 Well, shit. I dragged my ass back out of bed when I realized I hadn’t done these stupid pages. These are supposed to be MORNING pages, not evening pages. Cripe, I have to do things my own way. Shakes head and rolls eyes. So I slept on the couch last night because ants were swarming the bait right next to my bed and on my bed, a bit. I shuddered to think of…

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