March and more unicorn vomit calendar styles

Can you feel it? That warm breeze filled with hope and pollen can only mean one thing: February is over. Stepping from one month into the next is me jumping over my last major hurdle for my school year.  Don't miss this day. It is the beginning of the end of winter, and I can see spring coming. We will finish! The math will be done! The writing will be written! The science will be scienced! Yes, maybe we'll have to push math into the summer. Again. And okay. I'll plan to do more of my science book with the kids because that did not happen like I wanted it to this year. But that's okay. My major boxes will be checked, and I am close to enjoying my summer and appreciating a few months of "only" being the mom. Not the mom, teacher, and program director. Nope, I'll only be the mom. 

Most of the school year includes a lot of no because we've already used up our yeses. Yes, we will participate in various classes, musical theater, basketball, church youth group, American Heritage Girls, and Trail Life. No, we cannot go to the beach or the pool or the movies because of all the other things. In summer, those things go away so YES. We can go to the beach. YES, we can go to the pool, the movie, to visit friends, to Europe...Okay, not Europe this year. But YES, let's go get Rita's Italian Ice or milkshakes from Sonic. It's only March, so we can't do all the things yet, but at least now I can feel them coming. I see them getting closer every day. I can see the end of this year and that pushes me on to finish. 

Perhaps your January and February were like mine and included a lot of sighs, eye rolls, and tantrums. Even worse, maybe your kids even did some of those things. ;) Now is the day we can shake that off and start a new month. 


Isn't that nice? I wrote all that on March 1st when the weather was warm, and I was full of hopes for a better tomorrow. Okay, that's a little exaggerated, but Friday was rough, y'all. It was long and exhausting, and it forced me to turn Saturday into a recovery day. And now it's Sunday, the day that I will now use to do the things that I meant to do on Friday or Saturday. Basically, in the next few hours I need to oversee my son's grasshopper dissection, make a video of my daughter doing a math game so we can submit it for a contest, buy some groceries, clean the kitchen, handle some laundry, and figure out a dinner plan. My husband is filling up my calendar with his upcoming trips which is great. I mean, really. I'm glad he's getting to take advantage of these opportunities It's also stressing me a little because my responsibilities seem to be piling up again while I remember how to handle life with a traveling husband.

I have an entire list of things that are about to wind down, and a new list of things rising up to take their place. My google calendar style is still best described as "Unicorn Vomit". You know, because of all the colors for the various people/responsibilities? Pink is for me, lavender for Charlotte, lighter green for Matthew, blue for Tommy, darker green for Jon, yellow for CC. Sometimes I throw in a red if it's something really important and out of the ordinary so I don't miss it. The end results are colorful dots reminiscent of Seurat and Neo-Impressionism. Sort of. I guess Neo-impressionism if the picture is supposed to be unicorn vomit. Maybe you're picking up on my dislike for my calendar at the moment.

Anyway, at this point, I think I might scrap the next hour and take a nap. What's one more hour of delay? Not a big deal, that's what a nap would be. So I'm taking a nap. In fact, I'm done. I'm going to nap right now without guilt. Have a nice March or whatever.


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