It's been a moment since I've had the opportunity to sit at my laptop for longer than 30 seconds, without any interruptions from one of the numerous people in my house, that I've not gotten used to in the year they've all been here. I realize not a lot of people can wrap their minds around the concept of working from home. Especially those Baby Boomers whose parents taught them you work from outside your home and depend on the government and your employer for your retirement. Us Generation X-ers are realizing we don't want to commit so much of our lives to an employer and we're guiding our own retirement plans through self-directed IRA's and other means.
As I'm doing my quarterly life inventory, and asking myself did I accomplish what I set out to do, I'm sorely disappointed in how side tracked I've allowed myself to become. As a family we made some decisions that have eaten up more of my attention and time than George's. We decided to homeschool Dorian, and being his lesson coach has been my sole responsibility even though I am actually away from home more often than George. I took on a part time job with the county office of education, and have only had 3 days per week to homeschool Dorian and work on my own business. Not wanting to neglect Dorian's education, I've dedicated most of that time to teaching him new lessons, and the two days per week I'm at work, he completes worksheets that are simply a review of what he's learned the rest of the week. It has somewhat worked out, then add in the household chores that no one else does, cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, etc, and I have very little desire to do anything else except sleep at the end of the day. In order to keep up such a hectic lifestyle, I've committed to eating better, which has really increased my energy level.
At some point, I've stopped pursuing my personal goals and began waiting for an announcer to say "keep all arms and legs in the car until the ride comes to an end", as if there was going to be an opportunity to get off this crazy roller coaster that has become my life. In retrospect, sure I could say I should have said no to some things no matter how mean it made me look, or been clear on what expectations I had for George's involvement so that I wouldn't be left juggling everything by myself, but that didn't happen, so now what?
Dorian's education is something I don't regret, but it's time to get back to work on the rest of my personal goals. So I don't have the manpower to get the vision built for Orangeview, I'm moving forward like I do (which you may absolutely feel free to take this as an invitation to volunteer your services). My mother and her husband have found other living arrangements, which relieves me from having to worry about them falling through the floor in the dilapidated RV they've come to know as home for over a year, as well as relieves some of the financial cost associated with running power to the RV and feeding two stay-at-home-all-day adults. My father has began dating his wife again (from the example and conversations George and I have had with him about marriage), so perhaps one day he will find his way back to his wife (if she'll have him), and eventually it just may go back to being just the three of us. The one thing I'm not going to do, is hold my breath and worry about other people's problems so much that I neglect my very God-given purpose, to help the students and families that really need Orangeview's services.
So if the ride doesn't come to an end soon, I'm throwing up my arms, screaming to the top of my lungs, and riding it out through the loops, turns and twists.
As I'm doing my quarterly life inventory, and asking myself did I accomplish what I set out to do, I'm sorely disappointed in how side tracked I've allowed myself to become. As a family we made some decisions that have eaten up more of my attention and time than George's. We decided to homeschool Dorian, and being his lesson coach has been my sole responsibility even though I am actually away from home more often than George. I took on a part time job with the county office of education, and have only had 3 days per week to homeschool Dorian and work on my own business. Not wanting to neglect Dorian's education, I've dedicated most of that time to teaching him new lessons, and the two days per week I'm at work, he completes worksheets that are simply a review of what he's learned the rest of the week. It has somewhat worked out, then add in the household chores that no one else does, cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, etc, and I have very little desire to do anything else except sleep at the end of the day. In order to keep up such a hectic lifestyle, I've committed to eating better, which has really increased my energy level.
At some point, I've stopped pursuing my personal goals and began waiting for an announcer to say "keep all arms and legs in the car until the ride comes to an end", as if there was going to be an opportunity to get off this crazy roller coaster that has become my life. In retrospect, sure I could say I should have said no to some things no matter how mean it made me look, or been clear on what expectations I had for George's involvement so that I wouldn't be left juggling everything by myself, but that didn't happen, so now what?
Dorian's education is something I don't regret, but it's time to get back to work on the rest of my personal goals. So I don't have the manpower to get the vision built for Orangeview, I'm moving forward like I do (which you may absolutely feel free to take this as an invitation to volunteer your services). My mother and her husband have found other living arrangements, which relieves me from having to worry about them falling through the floor in the dilapidated RV they've come to know as home for over a year, as well as relieves some of the financial cost associated with running power to the RV and feeding two stay-at-home-all-day adults. My father has began dating his wife again (from the example and conversations George and I have had with him about marriage), so perhaps one day he will find his way back to his wife (if she'll have him), and eventually it just may go back to being just the three of us. The one thing I'm not going to do, is hold my breath and worry about other people's problems so much that I neglect my very God-given purpose, to help the students and families that really need Orangeview's services.
So if the ride doesn't come to an end soon, I'm throwing up my arms, screaming to the top of my lungs, and riding it out through the loops, turns and twists.
