In 6 weeks minus 1 day, the Just One Year: Homemaking Project will be over. As of right now, we don’t know where we will be living or where The Hubs will be working, but our heavenly Father knows that we need all these things, and I have no need to worry. Right? Right.
So, The Homemaking Project. Was it a success? Let’s take a look at what I set out to accomplish.
Move closer to The Hubs’ job to have more family time? Check. The ‘hood surrounded TH’s job is sketchy, but we found Millie–just a two-minute walk from the hospital. Now we have a year’s worth of stories about stink bugs and the Leaning Toilet of Terror to remember and giggle over. Some day. We were able to go down to one car, and I learned to parallel park.
More entertaining? Didn’t really happen. Our backyard is still a hub for all the neighborhood children, but the house has become off-limits since I got sick in November. My migraines are now just background nuisances most days–praise God, but the scale can tip quickly, and keeping the house dark and calm helps. The kids are just as happy playing out back, and twilight gives a built-in boundary for all the kids to go home. Lily still comes over regularly, Littlest Pet Shop or My Little Ponies in hand. Through the kitchen windows, I hear the girls enter a rainbow world of fun and fantasy that is still so sweetly innocent. I am going to miss Lily.
General Homemaking? We are cooking more, and I finally got the kitchen organized in a way that makes sense. Ish. Sense-ish. The kids still request Beans and Weanies for almost every dinner, so I’m not sure what that says about any positive change in my cooking skills this year. As for crafts, we made a catapult, faux stained glass windows, Play-Doh sculptures, bead projects, and attempted chain mail. (We ended up with lots of necklaces rather than chain mail, which was fine with me!) No sewing though–sadly, the machines stayed in their cases this entire year. Cleaning? The place has stayed pretty clean, thanks to vicious and regular decluttering. Dust, however, remains my nemesis. Dust and dog hair. The kids have been extremely helpful with the laundry, and I rarely have to venture down in the dungeon, er, basement anymore. This, is my greatest achievement to date. Not teaching my kids to read, not teaching my nephew pre-Algebra, but having children capable of doing laundry by themselves. I am the champion!
Homeschooling with A World Of Adventure? Sorta. We used it for a while, and wandered into Story of the World for history, which we have absolutely loved. I’m going back through the Ancient Egyptian unit of AWOA with my nephew, and using it with an older student gives an even better perspective. It is truly a treasure trove of information. We loved the Ancient Greece unit in AWOA, and I may revisit this curriculum when my kids are older.
Simplicity? Yes! In a way. Sort of. I’m free of Facebook. I batted around the idea of deactivating for a long time, and the list for losing it was much longer than the list for keeping it. It was not a tool that enhanced a simple life for me. It dragged me down. Sure, I could block people, and de-friend others, but what is the point in that? It had to go. I feel so much better now! To be honest, I had quite a few days of detox to get it completely out of my system, but all-in-all, I’m glad it is gone. We also stopped watching as much TV. We didn’t even notice it was gone most of the time. Less HGTV for me meant less wanting of things and feeling discontented. I have more time to read books like How to Have a H.E.A.R.T. for Your Kids by Rachael Carman and The White Stallion of Lipizza by Marguerite Henry. (Loved that book! I need to write an entire post on it!) I moved two courses closer to my doctorate, and encountered a book that helped me to crystallize my homeschooling philosophy: Philosophy & Education: an Introduction in Christian Perspective by George R. Knight. (I highly recommend that book, Carman’s book, and For The Children’s Sake by Susan Schaeffer Macaulay to all Christian homeschooling parents. I wish I had read them from the very beginning.) The Hubs and I just finished our first year of helping out at AWANA. As busy as The Hubs has been, I am so proud of him for committing to AWANA this year. Sometimes he had to show up in scrubs with his pager glued to his side, dinner a hastily eaten granola bar or nothing at all to get there on time, but he did it.
The kids still miss their friends from Michigan, but they seem to have grown even closer this year. Especially Lemony and Beanie. The Boy now has his cousin to look up to, and his cousin is kindly tolerant of him.
My cup overflows.
I didn’t do all that I set out to do. I didn’t plan on getting sick and sending months in a fog. But, I’m satisfied with our year. We’ve laughed a lot. Cried a lot. Read a lot. Prayed a lot. Loved a lot. It’s been a good year.