Homeschool -- feelin' the love...

Just to make me feel better about my homeschool, my father sent me this:

 

So, ya feelin' the love now?

 

How did THAT happen?!

Took The Boy out shopping for a blanket/quilt/comforter this weekend. Saw a gorgeous cobalt blue comforter. It was the perfect color. It was luminescent. The Boy -- my boy -- had the decency to be absolutely SHOCKED at the price. I believe he said, "Geez! That costs as much as a thingie
here>." I was so pleased!
You know what this means, right? He's paying attention!! The whole allowance, saving money, and shopping for deals thing makes sense to him. When he wanted a Mac for Christmas, he figured out whether he wanted a laptop or desktop, what the generations looked like, what they cost, what they would run. He searched eBay for months until he found this beauty:

$140 later, he's playing garage band, surfing the net, playing apps, and probably plotting world domination.

Somewhere, somehow, I taught The Boy something useful! I wonder how...

Goals. Yeah, I should make some goals...

So, a new year. Hm. I feel the need to be enthusiastic about something. But what?

I could just work on my existing to-do list. That'd be a start. I'd like to take beginner yoga. I'd like to get the kids involved in more out-of-the-house activities. I'd like to lose 30 pounds -- just to regain the "normal" range. I have curriculum things I could work on. I have some projects for the lake house.

Ooh! Did I mention we FINALLY closed on the lake house? Yup, we got us some real estate Up North. It's currently under three feet of snow, but they promise it'll melt by May. Probably.

Now, I can do all those cool Pinterest things I've found that I can't use at home! Painted dressers, branches used as curtain rods, Ikea shelving. The house came furnished, but none of the sheets are made of cotton and the couch smells doggy. The house does have good bones, though. I just have to beware of overdecorating. It's supposed to be a place where you can relax and not worry about putting your feet on the couch. They call it a "camp" rather than a "cottage". Whatevah. I'm making Snoopy quilts for The Girl's bedroom. The Boy's bedroom is going to be in Moose. (Trust me on this one.) Our bedroom is already pretty nice, but I've already made wall hangings for it to match the comforter. But mostly, I have to calm down, set up an LLC, change over the homeowner's insurance, and get some summer renters. 

But overall, I'm not feeling that excited "let's go!", New Year's thing.

I think the best thing I could focus on right now is finding my fun. The family will benefit from it, I'll benefit from it. We need more dinners at the beach, more tempera paint, more holiday decorations, more kids groups. More walks, more parks, more silly books. More sleep, more exercise, more pie. More fun.

How's that sound for a goal? Yay!