Lazy

I'm posting in the middle of the day, and if you are a homeschooling mom you know that this means I'm having a lazy day. I usually do check email after school is all done, however I usually wait till later to respond and post stuff. I took no shower today ,(but did get dressed) I did get school done, change sheets, clean the boys rooms, and did a general pick up around the house. We are having homegroup tonight and we meet here the majority of the time. Still I feel like I'm dragging my carcass around and moving in slow motion. I feel a little depressed for no particular reason, and I can't find anything good to eat in the house, so I've settled for a cup of non-decaf hot tea with milk and sugar. I think the problem is that I have not been outside to do anything in over a week, unless you count getting the mail. I think I need a brisk walk in the cool air, unfortunately I'm to unmotivated today to go do it. Instead I've found myself literally standing in front of the wood burning stove seeing how tough the skin is on my backside. It's not even that cold here in Georgia unless 50 degrees is cold.

The children's behavior the last two days has been most unflattering. I've found myself saying over and over again, "stop using your tongue for death, and use it for life" all to no avail. On a positive note the duct tape on Luke's thumbs is working out quite nicely, I have to change it several times a day but so far so good. I must say that he was ready to quit sucking his thumbs and wanted a little help, hence his cooperation on keeping the tape on.


The stupidest thing I've done is think I wanted the boys to have a dog. Don't get me wrong I think all little boys should grow up with a dog, but not a dog the size of a small horse, especially if your back yard is a quarter of an acre. Jacket (the offending dog) likes to bark at night, likes to poop everywhere, and likes to chew on anything and everything including the trampoline. He has ripped off and shredded the foam covers on the trampoline poles, he's chewed the door frames on the porch, I think he's devoured 3 pairs of shoes, and has now started to pull the undersides of the house out and shred that. I've wanted to just let him get lost so many times, but Nate thinks he is a super smart, good dog and that when we move out of here we will love having him around for the boys. The jury is still out on this one. He is a beautiful dog though, black lab and blue tick hound mix. I'm just more of a cat woman.