The boys and I went for a walk this afternoon. The bigger kids had a track meet in Carlinville which Grandma had offered to take them too. Dad had an LWML conference up in the quad cities. He left early this morning before anyone was up. I’d set my alarm for 3:20 and went downstairs to wait for the texts. Miles was taking Elianna to my mother-in-law’s house from after-prom which weirdly ended at 3. Hers came in around 3:38. His came in about ten minutes later.

I woke up to my son watching TV in the schoolroom. He didn’t know I was down there. I went upstairs and made coffee and mentally prepared for the day. There’s one more paper to write and turn in on Monday. It isn’t due until the evening so that is nice too. We had to take these career assessment tests as part of this class and for part of this paper. There were six sections that a person could be divided into based on how they answered the questions. My first section was not a surprise–the one with the helping professions. Nursing. But the second one, with an equal score, did surprise me.

Investigative work in relation to the sciences. All of them. Geology, anthropology, medical research, etc. So that was kind of fun to read. I didn’t get much done today. I usually need about a day just to think about the fact that it’s needing to be done now. There were the usual Saturday things that the boys helped with this morning. We vacuumed the living room and switched out the bag. I used the little vacuum then to vacuum the sofa and any lingering cat hair.

The boys and I stopped at the swings. They like to go high still but for me swinging almost makes me dizzy. I either have to actually swing or not move while sitting on it. The slow barely there swinging motion is too much. After that I said, “Okay, let’s keep going to the Shalk Shelter”, which is down by the outdoor chapel and the new woodshed where camp stores most of the woodpiles. They showed me where they’d seen a snack in the shed before the banquet. “How big was it?”, I asked. About three feet long by the look of his arm length. It’s better when the snakes stay out of sight.

I don’t remember the walk back. I am trying to think of it, whether we walked back together or whether we talked about anything or said anything I can recall. I must’ve dreamt it all away. My school email is going to be shutting down in about a month so I went through and moved over certain emails that I wanted to keep, with a question I’d asked about the Trinity and Augustine. I made sure my son’s senior pictures were also in the other email. We went for two walks today.