I woke up this morning and a feeling of helplessness washed over me. All the unknowns are creeping up and threatening to smother me. It's a wave that comes over and over again. I get to the top of one and then another hits. I have always been a planner. Sometimes I worry. But I very rarely have anxiety. I try to focus on what I know and what I have control over. What DO I know? I know what will happen for the next 4 weeks. I know the kids have school until May 22 and I will do my best to balance it with work. Got it. I can do that. But what happens after that? What will they do all day when school ends and I'm still working and camps haven't started up yet? What if camps never start? Do I cancel the camps now and try to get some money back? Or do I wait and see if they cancel and give me a refund? Do I move their camps to later in the summer when they're more likely to happen? But if I wait to see if the June camps are cancelled then all the July and August camps mi...
I’m sure I’m not the only one who started this quarantine and thought the Zombie Apocalypse was imminent. I did what all normal apocalyptic-preparers would do - I filled our extra 60 gallon water containers, I checked the date on my bucket of freeze-dried food, and I stocked up on canned goods and baking essentials. Clearly the stores would be completely shuttered and I was going to have to make my own bread and can my own vegetables by the time we emerged from quarantine. Well, we all know things didn’t turn out quite that bad, but an Ayres is always prepared! I’ve had a fully stocked pantry of baking ingredients so I’ve worked hard to keep something on the counter to eat at all times. Today I attempted cinnamon squares. The yeast didn’t rise as much as I thought it should’ve, and I didn’t include the pecans that the recipe called for since I have some nut-haters in the family. So you roll out the dough and the spread some of the filling, which was easier said than do...
Forts. A child's wonderland and a mother's nightmare. Every time the kids build forts they have a great time for about 3 hours, and then the %&#* hits the fan as soon as the first blanket falls. They argue over who gets which part of the fort, who has more pillows on their side, who has the better (or bigger) blankets. We've got 55 more days of this, so when they wanted to build a fort yesterday I just went with it. No forts in the living room. Nope. Nada. They decided to build one in Ainsley's room - a MASSIVE fort that covered her entire room. And then they decided to sleep in it. Normally I would squash that idea but... quarantine rules apply, right? I didn't think they'd last an hour but they ended up sleeping on the floor of their fort the entire night! You can see Ainsley's section in the back. And here is Parker's "bed" Wednesday morning started off well, with both of them doing their schoolwork in the 'offices' ...
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