We're on it.
The final countdown.
Week 31 of 36.
I've arrived at that place that strikes every year about now where I'm desperate to be finished school and on summer holidays. Even if that does bring Christmas and the Silly Season with it. (Sorry Ruby.)
Of all the times, this is not a good a good one for Jemimah to be ill. I am so not willing to take a week off right now. Especially since she had last week off for Junior Camp.
So we've sort of hobbled through. A bare minimum week.
It's cruel isn't it? If she were a school kid she'd have had the week off with no qualms. As it is, though, she's worked every day. Even after two nights of three hours sleep each. We've been tired and grumpy and still she's worked. Just so we can be finished and on holidays. Crazy really, isn't it?
Our week has been just the essentials - devotions, our readings, copywork and maths. We've ticked off the things that we absolutely need to finish this week and left all the rest. We probably could have done less, but there's little nicer than snuggling together and reading books when you're ill, so that's what we've been doing. History - tick. Geography - tick. Grammar - tick. Literature - tick, tick, tick. Book by book we've done them all. Which has been satisfying. We even managed to do nature study by observing the lovely little Blue Wrens that are living just outside our study window. They are offended by the other family that lives just inside the glass, and all week they've been attacking their reflections. So funny. So sweet.
And so now on Friday evening I can say that we've finished week 31.
On Monday there'll be only 5 weeks to go.
The final countdown continues without disruption. And that is good.
Better, though, is the way we've been able to make the curriculum fit the circumstances rather than the other way around. We've finished the work with no stress and no angst. Which is just the way it should be. Especially when you've been ill, but always really. After all - that's why I homeschool - so I can tailor the experience to my daughter, not to squeeze her to fit a one-size-fits-all curriculum.
And so she's worked all week whilst she's been ill, yes. But in name only. And that's not so crazy after all, is it?
And here's the song that is probably stuck inside your head about now:
Still pretty good, isn't it? Love that hair...