Ross went back to school this morning. Huzzah, huzzah! I love my kid, but this week taught me that I couldn't homeschool him. He is such a procrastinator and daydreamer, and it makes me nuts when I'm trying to get him to finish stuff. (He had a bunch of homework to do, including catching up on stuff from last week. Sigh.) He needs his peers, too. I want to just be mom -- he'll have to deal with the teachers, just as we all have. (That doesn't mean I'm just going to leave him in a bad situation if one arises, but it does mean that I'm going to let go more.)
I finally brought my sewing machine to the shop this morning. I was having a horrible time with thread tension, so I didn't bring the machine to AFF. A very nice older gentleman fiddled with my machine a bit, showed me what I was doing wrong, and didn't even charge me for his time -- just a pack of needles. What a wonderful experience.
I need to go run errands while Ross is in school -- been stuck in the house all week. We need food, Chaplin needs food, I need pearl cotton to work on my quilt squares.... It needs to happen today, because tomorrow I'm teaching a Halloween craft class to preschoolers at Corbin, then friends are throwing a Halloween party in the afternoon. It'll be an orange-and-black kind of a day.