One thing that perplexes me about homeschooling is how to make time off feel like time off. After all, I’m still in the same space, with the same people, everyone still needs feeding, and everything still needs cleaning. Where exactly in that is the blissful vacation? Or bliss of any kind when I need a break?
I’ve been refusing to make To Do lists, as one approach.
I’ve cast on a sweater for myself: the Clarity Cardigan.
I have planned crock pot meals so that late afternoon is not full of head scratching for ideas and the subsequent chopping. Tasty, healthy meals are non-negotiable, but they can be made simpler.
I am doing what strikes my fancy. I had planned to knit today, instead I was struck with a desire to sew knitting project bags, and I did that instead. Have an idea, follow through on the idea. No putting it off until some other time, no mental list.
I’ve been reading what suits me, too. Not a lot, but more reading than I’ve done since September, not counting magazines and online. I polished off a P.G. Wodehouse in the past few days. Delightful place to spend a vacation, his landscape.