Pray for Us… The Doldrums

The skies are grey and the weather is not spring-like yet. I don’t mind the cold. But the grey skies are brutal. The mornings are dark. The evenings still come too early.

Christmas is long over. In our house January has two birthdays, so they are long in the past. The candy has been eaten, the resolutions or goals have either been chucked in the bin, or we are still working on them, but the honeymoon phase has worn off.

And then there is February and Homeschooling.

Kids are cranky. Projects are starting to be due (We do Classical Conversations so big projects are in the spring semester). Everyone is tired of Math. Everyone is tired of the routine. Latin is driving us insane, never mind Logic. All those syllogisms and p and q.

The excitement of impending summer has not yet come because we still have 4 months to go. I haven’t started exploring curriculum for next year yet and so all those thrills have yet to be had.

We’re stuck in and there is no board upon which to escape.

Pray for us homeschooling Moms. We need a holiday, but it’s not coming any time soon.

I need a massage…and coffee…

And for hope…Phil Keaggy from 11 years ago.

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3 thoughts on “Pray for Us… The Doldrums

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  1. Praying! Also, how much curriculum do you choose with CC? The only thing I changed for Michael was math. It was our first and last year of CC.


    1. I only choose Math because everything is written out for you in the guide. Again as a parent you have the right to choose which papers/assignments you want to do but curriculum is chosen for you


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