The Casualties of Not Following a Schedule

I like to write; it's why I have a blog. I also enjoy reading, studying, knitting, and a long list of other things. There's a handful of those that I really want to do well, and I know I would if I consistently took the time. Generally, I do not consistently take the time to do anything.

I've espoused the freedom and goodness of having a lax daily schedule as we do. The value of having no preconceived notion of what math chapter we'll be on in May has been perfect for us. We generally complete as much or more than expected just by doing the next thing when we get to it. That works for math as well as for dirty dishes and most of the bills.

The value of having no preconceived notion of what math chapter we'll be on in May has been perfect for us.

What it doesn't work for is the Arts, the nonessentials, the pile of library books we were excited about when we got them. We have never been consistent with our Art curricula. We get to the library occasionally, and we always owe multiple fines.

It also doesn't really work for the pile of dishes -- especially the ones that don't go in the dishwasher.

This part should be where I let you in on our secret. The problem is I don't actually have a solution. For now that's just where we are. I leave some things undone. I think that's ok.