I have been quite proud of myself (yes, I am tooting my own horn) with how on top of things I have been with this homeschooling stuff. I have stayed a week ahead with my plans. I have been prepared with materials and been diligent in taking advantage of the littlest monkey’s naptime in the morning to get schoolwork done.
Last week was a bit of a challenge, we had extra people in our house. The monkey dad took a day off of work. Our daily routines were altered a bit. On Friday, we were on track to have a normal morning. The baby was about to go down for nap and I was clearing the table to prepare for school. But there was a knock on the door. My neighbor was having somewhat of a crisis in her life and needed to talk. She brought over her little monkey to play with mine, I put the baby down, grabbed some coffee and for a couple of hours, sat and listened.
I could have chosen to not answer the door. I could have shrugged her off…said it wasn’t a good time…chosen to continue with my plans for the day. But I didn’t. I set aside my agenda and opened the door.
Life happens. I have been learning over the last few years that it is okay to make plans and have goals… But I have to hold on to those plans with a loose grip, knowing that things can change and I have to be okay with that (easier said than done).