First day of school
Today, among other tumultuous events, was our first day of school for the 2007-2008 year. It went really well.
I think success with new school plans are rather akin to a professional sports team’s preseason. It doesn’t really count when the team wins, but it sure does make one feel more hopeful about the team’s trajectory.
Alas, also in my “talent” for finding the black cloud in every silver lining, I told my husband that good days are somewhat discouraging… because it lets me glimpse what is possible. That then lends further frustration to the situation when things don’t go right, and I’m pulling my hair out at boys who don’t appreciate all my efforts, and the blessings of homeschooling, and it’s 2:00, and we haven’t gotten through 1/3 of the day’s goals and I have to throw up my hands in exasperation, and just try again tomorrow. KWIM? It’s one thing if my hopes for each school year (or even each school day!) are proven unreasonable, and I have to scrap such-and-such because it obviously isn’t working. It’s another thing if I can see that it should work, but then finding it not working, at some later point.
Or, maybe I should just be happy that today went off with only one minor, workable hitch, and hope for more of those, and fewer of the hair-pulling variety.