It's been a coon's age (living in the south has its effects) since I blogged. Truthfully I'm not sure how long a coon's age is, I'll have to google that, but I know it's been months. The time since we started 7th grade when I posted our new school year beginning and now A LOT has happened in our lives. A LOT. First, I was eating, sleeping, breathing, and quite honestly, shitting all things conference related. THAT was it. Well, that and still trying to homeschool and keep the IH facebook page and support group going. I can't say for certain, and I don't want to check, in case I'm right, but I *think* my husband mumbled something about divorcing me if my schedule stayed the way it was for much longer. I always said that on September 10th I would be doing NOTHING, as a well-deserved rest from all things N.A.S.H. and the conference. What I didn't know was that 'rest' I needed required more than one day and did in fact last for longer than a week and then before I knew it, it was birthdays, Halloween, and the most major flare-up of my fibromyalgia I have ever experienced.
In the midst of all that, my father fell off a ladder - he's 83 - and had a concussion. Then, my husband had eye surgery and then knee surgery. Then my father fell again and shattered his femur and he's still a patient at the rehab center. My best friend's (of 29 years) had a major stroke at the same time and is still in rehab and is not doing as well as we hoped. Meanwhile my flare-up continued and continued.......most days we homeschooled from my bed and we only covered the 'necessary'.
So, that catches you up on what has been going on in our lives for the last three months and what kept me from blogging. I'm feeling somewhat better and I actually have something to talk about that *may* be of interest, so here I am again. With all that life continues to throw at us, often times Punky finishes her daily assignments - grammar lesson, vocabulary lesson, and math lesson - and is left asking what she should do next. In an effort to give her the direction and suggestions she needs, yet still allow her choices in how she spends her time, I had been pondering a new method for our homeschooling experience. As it was, so much of our days were filled with *real* life, real experiences, that it felt like any learning she was doing was coming from those real life experiences.