The weather this week has been nice. It has been wet, but the temperature is mild. Most schools are out this week for spring break. We cannot enjoy our normal outings because there are so many kids every where. The bunch is not getting this week off. Their spring break will come later, or maybe not all. I haven't really decided since we only have 7 weeks of school left. I might just let them end school a week early instead. However, this week was most definitely NOT an option. We have a Homeschool Fair coming up that the girls each have 4 projects that they are entering, so we are putting the finishing touches on those. We also are finishing up our Girl Scout Booth sales and I have taken on the role of A's troop leader while the other leader is out tending to her dying father. I was the only other registered adult girl scout in the troop and how can you say no under the given circumstances. I also am planning 2 get togethers and have a daughter's birthday coming up.
You get the idea. I have way too much I am trying to get done in a short period of time. Anyways, I am getting off track. As it turns out the weather, while mild, has made it too wet and muddy for my normally active group to go outside. I have worked very hard conditioning them to do 4 mile bike rides so I can jog, but the weather has kept us in for the last week and kept me having to ride the stationary bike. So basically, ALL THEIR PENT UP ENERGY is literally bouncing off the walls. While they were bouncing, I realized how much I hate our ceiling. The textured ceiling screams late 80's. Since we have nothing but available time, I decided that D and I could fix the problem by removing ALL the texture from our ceiling and repainting it. That, of course, made us realize that the walls needed repainting also and that the trim had to go. So now we have started what is rapidly becoming a major home improvement project while I am trying to help A do her math problems, put together her info on Italy for her poster, get the ingredients for the cookies for the fair, and give a phonics test, all the while covered from head to toe in dirty old plaster. For those of you who have never found the joy of redoing your ceiling, let me tell you it is MESSY! For a little while my living looked like the footage from 9/11 with the ash every where. In order to keep the rest of the house clean we sealed off the work area. After a while, I needed fresh air and went outside. I kid you not, I WAS SO DIRTY I LEFT FOOTPRINTS ON THE PATIO THAT WILL NOT COME OFF. I was shocked at the places I accumulated plaster. It was not paint just plaster dust. I wonder what will come up next.
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You get the idea. I have way too much I am trying to get done in a short period of time. Anyways, I am getting off track. As it turns out the weather, while mild, has made it too wet and muddy for my normally active group to go outside. I have worked very hard conditioning them to do 4 mile bike rides so I can jog, but the weather has kept us in for the last week and kept me having to ride the stationary bike. So basically, ALL THEIR PENT UP ENERGY is literally bouncing off the walls. While they were bouncing, I realized how much I hate our ceiling. The textured ceiling screams late 80's. Since we have nothing but available time, I decided that D and I could fix the problem by removing ALL the texture from our ceiling and repainting it. That, of course, made us realize that the walls needed repainting also and that the trim had to go. So now we have started what is rapidly becoming a major home improvement project while I am trying to help A do her math problems, put together her info on Italy for her poster, get the ingredients for the cookies for the fair, and give a phonics test, all the while covered from head to toe in dirty old plaster. For those of you who have never found the joy of redoing your ceiling, let me tell you it is MESSY! For a little while my living looked like the footage from 9/11 with the ash every where. In order to keep the rest of the house clean we sealed off the work area. After a while, I needed fresh air and went outside. I kid you not, I WAS SO DIRTY I LEFT FOOTPRINTS ON THE PATIO THAT WILL NOT COME OFF. I was shocked at the places I accumulated plaster. It was not paint just plaster dust. I wonder what will come up next.
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My little trail of plaster footprints
So happy I was halfway done.
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