Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Biting off more that I can chew.

Today, Elizabeth's first day of piano lessons, while an exciting day, another milestone to mark, was also the day when I realized the following:


I'm not complaining that they are taking lessons, in fact I think they (especially Elizabeth) may have been ready earlier. I'm complaining that I have to TAKE them to music lessons. And I've chosen to do this to myself way earlier than I had to.

Taking them to music lessons means that, because I get off work earlier than David does, I have to rush home from work through traffic, grab a child, grab her instrument/music book/water/car friend/SHOES, and sprint (drive a little too quickly) either all the way back into the town I just left or much closer to a house I have to miss and pass three times before I turn in to the right place. Then I sit there, having to pay attention because I am the Parent in Charge of Practicing, so I have to know what their homework is. The whole time I'm thinking "hmmmm. Since I neglected to factor this lesson into this week's meal plan, what can I throw together for dinner? " Then its rush rush home, rush rush dinner, rush rush 8pm bedtime. And Wednesdays are our library night so that is even crazier. I don't know what we'll do when school starts. Factor in my current mandatory overtime situation at work and my head might explode.

Once again, I'm not actually complaining that my girls are taking music lessons. I can't tell you how wonderful it was to hear Elizabeth plunk away according to the directions, retain what she was told, seem to catch on really quickly and be super excited to come home and show Daddy and Lilli what she learned. That part is awesome.

I just think I'm going to really really tired for a while.

1 comment:

Sprite's Keeper said...

And then there's dance... :-)
We have a perfectly nice keyboard at home, but John hasn't said "boo" about lessons so I'm leaving it alone for now.