My basement is clean

Last year my four children went to school all day, three to one school and one to another school. My only job was housewifery and mothering from afar and visiting the post office. With all that free time, I kept a clean house, made lots of food, volunteered a bit, and baked for teen boys. That still left a lot of time, so I vowed to clean my basement and set up my home management notebook and prepare my food supply & 72 hour emergency packs.

All I did was clean the basement half way. In my defense, the basement was a huge, overwhelming, anger-causing, muscle-aching, gross job. It was also bad for my health, what with my allergies to dust and hard work.

That was last year. This year I have two homeschoolers and two children to drive around. I spend at least 90 minutes in the car each day. I still bake for teen boys, keep a clean house, cook, and do a tiny bit of volunteer work. But somehow I've managed to finish cleaning out the basement, do the notebook, set up the food supply and nearly finish the 72 hour packs.

I can't quite figure out why homeschooling makes me more productive, but it obviously does. I even scrubbed my washer and dryer yesterday...and shined my shoes.

But it is now the weekend and the temps are supposed to be up to 75. It's November, so no work will be done. There will be frolicking and biking and playing and that's it.