I wouldn’t have thought that spending the afternoon stretched out on a picnic blanket, positioned just right on a little slope of a hill so that I could rest and watch so many children run around and feed the ducks and practice for their master classes… I wouldn’t have thought it would be so much more strenuous than spending the same amount of time stretched out in my corner of my sofa at home, but it just is. I am so tired. I sat in on several classes this morning, all in the same building with very close handicapped parking and an elevator and all, but maybe that was too much.
So tomorrow morning we’re going to try harder to have dixon and the big kids do more of the little brother preparations and the bag packing…. and I think perhaps I need to choose one classroom to stay in, not just one building…..
Mostly I need to guard against discouragement and frustration, that I can’t just bop around campus hanging out with all my friends. I am here, with my family and people I love, and that is a wonderful thing. If I overdo it and end up turning into one big puddle of exhausted tears, that would mess it up for everybody.
tomorrow morning we’ll put our heads together about how we can learn from today and make things less physically strenuous tomorrow. which seeems crazy, how can you make things LESS strenuous than sitting around listening to children making music and lying around having a picnic for half the afternoon. But there must be a way. Meanwhile, it’s beautiful here, I’m cherishing the last few days of having all my babies together (emily leaves for the national nuclear lab in Idaho just two days after we get back) and 60 % of my tired, sunburned children are already asleep, so time for me to join them. Love, hugs, and happy music making, my friends…. esd