GHEA Homeschooling Convention Fun!!

Well, it's over for another year. I'm sad that it's over. But I had such a great time!!!! This was the 11th year that I have attended the GHEA annual homeschooling conference, and I love it every year!! Usually by about, oh, February, I'm ready to put my kids on a school bus. I hate to admit it, but it is true. I guess I just get tired. My kids love to play games. Unfortunately, their favorite games seem to be mind games in which they try to outsmart their poor, fatigued mother so that they can get out of their work, whatever work it might be. Now, in my younger days, I could have gone toe to toe with them, and eventually outmatched them. I am no longer in my younger days (as evidenced by many things). I'm hoping that one of the resources I bought at the convention will help me to run things a little smoother. You'll see it listed on my bedside table reading list beside this post: Laying Down the Rails by Sonya Shafer. It's all about establishing habits, in the words of Charlotte Mason. I'm hopeful. My husband is going to help me come up with a plan of attack for this summer in which we are going to lay down good habits like attention, mental effort, perfect execution, thoroughness, accuracy, managing one's own body and room, self-control and self-discipline, as well as self-restraint. It's going to be a busy summer, but hopefully a productive one. I'll let you know how it's going as we move along.

In other news, I am getting busier, what with soccer and softball practices and lessons, end-of-the-year activities, and the wedding coming up. In fact, I haven't been this busy in a long while, but I have to admit that I'm loving it. I'd rather be busy than not busy. I don't think my husband Asa feels the same way, however. I think he misses me. I know, he is so sweet!! I miss him, too. Love you, sweetie! I do enjoy being out and about, and meeting people, and talking to folks, and basically just letting my extroverted self enjoy its element. And then I come home, and I see the house is a mess, and I get frustrated at my extroverted self which doesn't want to stay home long enough to get the housework done. I find myself in a conundrum (don't you just love that word?). I think I live in a conundrum. For those of you who don't know its meaning, Webster defines conundrum as a riddle whose answer is a pun, or any puzzling problem. The second definition better describes my life some days. You can tell. If you came by my house, and surprised me at the door, I would look puzzled. And it wouldn't be because I was wondering why you were at my door. I think I have a puzzled look much of the time. One of those "how did I get here" looks. I love being where I am, I'm just puzzled sometimes. Anyway, if the Lord brings me to mind, how about sending up a prayer on my behalf, that during this busy time, I might remember to focus on what matters, my relationship with my Saviour and the people I love.

Blessings.