Today was a rough day. It was one of those days when you wonder who in their right mind would purposely choose to homeschool their child. I even wondered about admitting myself into the nearest mental health facility. I was sure I deserved the break and I was getting close to going over the edge. My darling son didn’t believe me that there was a hospital for when you went crazy. I assured him there was and even asked my spouse to take me there at one point. He respectfully declined my plea.
When you have a rough day and nothing seems to be going your way, what do you do? I really felt that everything I said went in one ear and out the other. Things that normally wouldn’t be that difficult were suddenly part of the great and awesome mysteries of the universe, never to be solved. Pounding my head into the concrete would have been possibly less painful in the long run. But hey…my son decided to make it up to me. His room got cleaned spic and span. I even heard a vacuum cleaner running at one point this afternoon, downstairs. There is always tomorrow and hopefully it will be one of those great days when you catch a small glimpse of the potential that a child holds. Those are the days that make days like today worth it.