We love the homeschooling lifestyle. I get to wear denim jumpers with tennies everyday and my guys shower me with gratitude for taking on the responsibility of educating our son. Nature Boy speaks four languages and is working on a patent for his formula for non-toxic girl repellent. Tree Guy comes home to a clean house and a delicious warm meal every evening. And one of our dogs is a math whiz.
Even with all of this, I am in a season of low motivation. Meaning, I don't want to do any school. Period. Which would be understandable if we'd been busting our (intellectual) butts all year, but we haven't. And that means I haven't earned the right, nay the
privilege, to be burned out on homeschooling. And neither has Nature Boy.
Surely there's only so much burnout to go around, so we must be crashing somebody else's pity party. Some other homeschool family has been slaving over textbooks and worksheets and book reports all year, while Nature Boy and I have been watching too much TV, playing at the theater, and baking crap that is totally screwing with my Weight Watcher's plan. And here we are, taking away the only thing left to them--their right to feel burnout.
To them I say:
Sorry, suckers! Can I have some of your energy and motivation, please?
