A Quick Update
Status: I am about halfway through my Christmas season activities and commitments.
Remember this post last year? I'm in the midst of all of that again, only I'm having a bit of trouble this year feeling as much joy about it as usual.
Perhaps it's that I'm already a bit burned out by a busier schedule of teaching my online class this fall. Perhaps it's that my weekends are so full of holiday rehearsals and performances, and yet I still have to squeeze in the 20-25 hours per week that I usually spend teaching my online class, about 10 of which I usually do on the weekends. Finding those extra 10 hours within the week has been a huge challenge these past fourteen days. And I have another week of it ahead of me before things settle down.
Perhaps it's that I just miss my kids, and I feel SO reluctant to leave them (despite the fact that it's always with Daddy or Grandma or Auntie and I know they're having great times) for yet another rehearsal or performance.
Perhaps it's that I'm feeling a lot more performance anxiety lately (don't know where it's coming from, since I'm in the best shape singing-wise that I have been in a while)...
Perhaps it's that I haven't had time for a single run since the road race, and I sure could use one, just to clear my head.
Or perhaps it's just that I'm having trouble with Christmas this year. As I get older, in my mind the holidays seem increasingly like such a wasteful, self-indulgent time... and not at all what Jesus would have wanted. I want to feel the "Christmas spirit"-- I really do-- but I'm just a little confused as to how to deal with my conflicting feelings over the whole thing, and (above all) how to explain and express that to my children.
I have one more weekend, with three big performances and a long rehearsal... and then it will all be over, except for one last easy Sunday of church services. And after Christmas, I'll no longer be doing two of my performing jobs. I CAN'T WAIT. Sorry to be so depressing, but... I'm really ready to have some calm and ho-hum back in our lives.
If you think of it, pray that I will actually enjoy my performances this weekend.
Okay, enough complaining and bah humbug and all of that. :)
And now I'll leave you with some pictures of my precious girls, who are keeping me afloat:
Remember this post last year? I'm in the midst of all of that again, only I'm having a bit of trouble this year feeling as much joy about it as usual.
Perhaps it's that I'm already a bit burned out by a busier schedule of teaching my online class this fall. Perhaps it's that my weekends are so full of holiday rehearsals and performances, and yet I still have to squeeze in the 20-25 hours per week that I usually spend teaching my online class, about 10 of which I usually do on the weekends. Finding those extra 10 hours within the week has been a huge challenge these past fourteen days. And I have another week of it ahead of me before things settle down.
Perhaps it's that I just miss my kids, and I feel SO reluctant to leave them (despite the fact that it's always with Daddy or Grandma or Auntie and I know they're having great times) for yet another rehearsal or performance.
Perhaps it's that I'm feeling a lot more performance anxiety lately (don't know where it's coming from, since I'm in the best shape singing-wise that I have been in a while)...
Perhaps it's that I haven't had time for a single run since the road race, and I sure could use one, just to clear my head.
Or perhaps it's just that I'm having trouble with Christmas this year. As I get older, in my mind the holidays seem increasingly like such a wasteful, self-indulgent time... and not at all what Jesus would have wanted. I want to feel the "Christmas spirit"-- I really do-- but I'm just a little confused as to how to deal with my conflicting feelings over the whole thing, and (above all) how to explain and express that to my children.
I have one more weekend, with three big performances and a long rehearsal... and then it will all be over, except for one last easy Sunday of church services. And after Christmas, I'll no longer be doing two of my performing jobs. I CAN'T WAIT. Sorry to be so depressing, but... I'm really ready to have some calm and ho-hum back in our lives.
If you think of it, pray that I will actually enjoy my performances this weekend.
Okay, enough complaining and bah humbug and all of that. :)
And now I'll leave you with some pictures of my precious girls, who are keeping me afloat:
(We've had a few snow showers here in the past week, just enough for the girls to be able to take a couple of sledding runs down the hill in the backyard.)
My beautiful girl!
This morning L made an "Everlasting Gobstopper Factory" underneath her bead maze. Here she is transporting a gobstopper (two lincoln log pieces chinked together) from the assembly line under the bead maze to the packaging station over on the mattress. See all the gobstoppers waiting to be packaged? The only thing that is better than watching her play is listening to her amazing narrative as it all happens.
(Showing a gobstopper to the camera.)
(This poor tired girl was dragged to two church services yesterday and then Mommy's youth orchestra concert after that. She did it all with a smile on her face. All three girls sat through my concert after such a long morning and didn't make a peep and were amazingly good for Daddy. I don't know how we got so lucky.)
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