During this glorious Thanksgiving Holiday from school, I had made some rather lofty plans for getting homework done. Specifically, I wanted to finish reading my book and write the report on it; do more work on my Soc research paper (getting it close to complete); and I wanted to get some reading done in my History book. *IF* I got all that reading done, then anything I could read ahead was just icing on the cake.
So, what have I gotten done?
I managed to make it three pages into the second chapter of the book. After getting *that* far, I realized that I needed to stop and make notes on the FIRST chapter, because at this rate, I’m not going to remember enough detail to make an adequate report on the book.
Fear muh skillz, yawl!
And before you say a word: I’m usually the first one awake in the house. I get out of bed and sit in the quiet rocker with my book. That’s how I managed to get those three pages read. HOWEVER, once I get out of bed, it’s anyone’s ballgame – Joe’s usually not far behind me.
Taking the boys to the park so I can read is useless. If it’s not “MOMMY WATCH THIS!!!!!”, it’s “MOMMY’S THE BASE!!!!!”, or “Mommy, kiss my booooooboooooo!” or….ten thousand other “watch ME!!!” things that aren’t exactly conducive to studying AND retaining what I’m reading. (translation: just like home)
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