A Sleepy Tuesday Afternoon

 It's almost 6:00 p.m., but I feel a sense of accomplishment, having completed the many tasks I needed to see finished today and just wrapping up the rest of our business work.  About an hour ago, I was experiencing a feeling of great stress but now, as dinner looms on the horizon, most of that has left and I'm looking forward to sitting at the table with my family and winding the day down.  At 4:00 I drove little one over to the local YMCA to attend her ballet class, only to discover that it had been canceled due to spring break.  No one informed us of this earlier, and, being out of the public educational system loop, it had not occurred to me that extracurricular programs wouldn't be taking place this week.  Next week we'll take our spring break, since our neighbors will be off next week as well and I'd like for the kids to be able to hang out.  Not only that, but it's nice to have an excuse for coffee time with the neighbor. The break will be a welcome respite for the kiddo and me both; we've worked hard this year and as summer stands poised just a few months away, some days my daughter tires of school work earlier than usual.  I find myself having to push a little more many days now, urging her forward and exercising lots and lots of patience when the day isn't going along as smoothly as would be comfortable.  I'm still very grateful that we are having the opportunity to home school, though.  I never have any regrets about doing so, even when I'm tired and cranky and unsure of how to keep a six year old excited through math lessons.  Or myself, for that matter (bad Mommy!).

As far as spiritual matters, I'm confused today as always.  Some days I feel these moments of clarity, but they don't always point me in the same direction and I wonder sometimes how much of this religious stuff is made up by human beings in an effort to explain our world and offer guidance to the stumbling masses.  I'm not at all implying that it's bad, but what I am saying is that I sometimes wonder if our choice of religion isn't more a matter of following the path that feels like home to us than a matter of some absolute truth.

Something to ponder on a Tuesday afternoon.