Homeschool PE

Homeschool PE.

In your PJs (or naked).

Instructed by YouTube.

That's how we do it around here.

I even joined in (with a pause to take a couple pictures).

I admit that it is probably the most exercise I've done since the Dirty Dash.

My life is still not in full working order since vacation.

One day I want to get back to working out at th YMCA and have my kids take their PE class again.

...when I can figure out how to fit it into my homeschool, house cleaning, grocery shopping, meal planning, and keeping children alive schedule.

One day I would like to sign the girls up for gymnastics or dance again.

...when my budget stops appearing on our spreadsheet with a negative sign in front of it.

One day...

I'm struggling with a bad case of the "one day"s, "some day"s, and "never gonna happen"s.

I'm grateful because I have enough, my needs are met, and I am blessed.

But there's a list that keeps growing that I can't seem to figure out how to deal with. I am doing OK. I wish I was doing fabulously or even good at this point. Nothing seems complete, in order, under control, routine, satisfactory, peaceful, non-chaotic...

I'm in a rut where I'm surviving, but I feel like I'm always ending the day with an incomplete.

The chores were forgotten.

School was minimum requirements.

Didn't make to the grocery store like planned.

Kids were crying, fighting, and there was at least one running naked across the street.

I dunno. I keep thinking "someday" but I'm kind of tired of it not being today.

At least Tyson's off work tomorrow and there is not school on Saturdays...

But he works Sunday, that's a drag.