Most of the moms I know are currently driving themselves bats by worrying about school starting soon. I’m in that crowd, too – although my current worry is that I won’t find time to sit down and work out our pace in our new curriculum before we need to start using it, rather than worrying about finding the right jeans or sneakers before the first day starts.
My biggest headache at the moment is rocks. Lots and lots and lots of rocks. All of which need to be taken out of the pasture before we can fertilize and seed. We borrowed a flexible harrow rake mat thingy from the neighbor. It turns up the soil about two inches down, and pops all the big ones up to the surface. Which is all well and good… but that means that we have even MORE rocks. Everything softball size and larger must be hand-picked before we can rock hound the field, and what with butchering this weekend and Mr. Caffeinated working 80-hour weeks all summer long, plus the usual canning and preserving… I am in dire need of a vacation! School – even homeschooling – if I can just do that, sounds like a vacation in comparison.
I’m just praying that we can get the ground work done before the rains start, and then some sorting out around the house… and then I want to just take a few weeks and be a homeschooling mom and not a homesteader.
And people wonder why farmer-types like winter!