The Bus Stop and Other Miscellany

O and I go out every day to get the boys off the bus at 2:45. It’s earlier than the bus actually gets there, but it gives O some time to run around. He has a “hill,” a favorite spot in the yard. It’s actually part of a buried giant magnolia tree root, but he loves it something fierce.

Running Down O’s Hill
Investigating a Rock Down the Hill
Showing Mom the Rock
Thoughtful O

When the school year started and I realized that I would have to go to the end of the driveway because giant bushes block the view to our front door, I kind of dreaded it. I wasn’t sure I would have it in me to get out there every day and just stand and wait, and I was worried about forgetting someday and making them ride back to school to go to after-school. But it turns out that the bus stop routine has been the one constant for O and I all year long. Early in the school year when O was younger and I wasn’t sure I could keep him from running to the end of the driveway, O would ride his tricycle every. single. day. He learned to ride his tricycle, in fact, because of the bus stop routine. The bus stop has been our constant since August and I’ve come to be thankful for that time.

In other news, we finally figured out why I’ve been so. tired. all. the. time. I’ve made sleeping until 11 a.m. a regular occurrence, and it’s not really associated with my depression. My thyroid levels have been off again, meaning I’ve been getting too much medicine. So, now I have to alternate different doses every day. Fun stuff. At least there was an answer with an attemptable solution.

Big boys have standardized testing starting tomorrow, so their teachers sent home instructions that they are to be outside playing and exercising as much as possible every day. Thankfully, the boys are on board with this idea.

We have started the major overhaul of the new house, the overhaul we have known was coming eventually ever since we moved in last June… painting the inside walls. We went with Valspar’s “Ultra White.” I got a bee in my bonnet about it on the Tuesday of Spring Break, and sent J to the store to gather all the necessary supplies. But then I ran out of steam, what with the thyroid issue, and J had to finish the job I started. We have one room done– the family room. I love the color and how much brighter it makes the room. I cannot wait to have the rest of the house done, but it will have to wait until we have help to get it done because I can’t guarantee I won’t get in the middle of it again and flake out. Anyway, no pictures of the finished room until I get the house straightened up, which is not today.

About Caroline

I'm Caroline... a creative-type human being, a wife, and a mama. I love people, music, warm sand between my toes, a blank journal and pen, and photography.