I can't believe that tomorrow I am going to be driving my kids to my daughter's school and registering her for school. It just seems so unfathomable that she is going to be starting school. I mean, I knew this day would happen. I just didn't realize that time went by so fast. She starts school at the end of this month and it will be for only two and a half hours a day for four days a week. But she will be somewhere else other than with me during the school year. I am sad because I can't believe just how fast time is flying by! I still remember being pregnant with her and going for the ultrasound and them telling me, "it's a girl!". Ahh, I hope I can enjoy the moments with my son before he starts school.
I think once my kids are both going to school full time I am going to start going back to school myself and work part time either at home or somewhere else. I haven't got that far as planning goes. But it's a thought that has been plaguing my mind for the past year.
Today we went grocery shopping. We did pretty good! We cut back about $30 this month. It is always nice when I find a sale on food. I also menu planned for this month as well, too. I still need to work on making a cleaning schedule. I am sad to say that I let the laundry pile up again and I have a big mountain pile of dirty clothes that needs to be washed. I hope with my daughter going to school, I'll get some cleaning done and laundry done and I won't be taking three days to finish doing laundry.
My husband starts a new job at a new school this year. The good news is that the school ends at 2:10pm, which means he will be home by 2:45pm. The bad news is that the school is a bit further of a drive. But the best news is that he won't be waking up at 5am anymore! That was just tough for all of us to wake up so early and him being so tired so early in the evening. At least this way he gets to wake up one hour later and still get to help me a lot when it's time to get the kids to bed at night.
Summer is almost over. Insert sad face here.
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