State of Play III

Hadn't realised until I signed onto to typepad this morning that it has been 17 days since my last post.  That's gotta be the longest blog break in ages.  No real, specific, tie-downable reason for it, I just don't have a lot to say.

One possible reason (and it's only possible) is that I am totally stymied in the house.  I *know* what needs to be done, but I can't do it...not right now.  Our biggest, biggest problem is the homeschooling thing.  I haven't gone off the idea - and actually school is the about the only thing that *is* going right - but hsing does bring a set of fairly unique problems. a) the whole house is our school room, so the school stuff is not contained in any one particular place b) we have loads of books...loads and loads and loads of books, but a distinct dearth of bookshelves.  I've been trying to organise the school room for months, but can't because of the stacks of books and book-related paraphernalia hanging out in that room.  I've just placed an order for three more books to add to the chaos and am waiting on the delivery of a fourth ordered at the beginning of June but not delivered yet.  That doesn't even account for the books needed in the second half of the year, nor the art paper and dyes that are waiting the education rebate thingy.  before we know where we are there will be yet more stuff clamouring for organisation in the school room.  I'm so desperate for shelf space that a few besser blocks (breeze blocks) with some long wooden planking would suffice right now.

If I had my druthers, this is what would happen

- the bed in the toy room would be returned to its rightful owners, along with the bedding

-the books would all come off the bookshelves and roughly be alphabetised/subjectised on the floor

- all bookshelves would be moved to the toy room, thus rebranding the toy room as the Library

- the books would be reshelved, alphabetically for the fictions and subjectally for the non-fiction, until we ran out of bookshelves

- we'd buy at least two more bookshelves for that everything was on those shelves

- we'd get some mix'n'match storage units from here to go in the school room and hold all the school stuff, thus getting all the clobber off the desks and the floor

- my stress levels would subside, we could have guests over again, my anxiety levels would plummet and I would be calm and at peace, and if you look in the sky you'll see a flock of polar bears heading for the tropics.

If I had my druthers, that is.