I don't seem to follow the school calendar at all. Today is Presidents' Day. The day we celebrate the past leaders of our fine country by going shopping. I learned that when I brought in the paper last Friday and dozens of circulars spilled out. Many schoolchildren have off this week. They call it "winter break." I will continue to call it Presidents' Week, because I don't think I will have a break this week. In fact, this is a busier-than-usual week.
Tomorrow I will be teaching balloon sculpture at a nearby library. Libraries tend to hire me during school holidays, because panicked parents of schoolchildren are suddenly faced with Free Time, which must be a bad thing because all the newspapers have articles about how to fill this void with museum visits and craft projects. Tomorrow, I will be filling the void with a workshop on balloon twisting.
Don't misunderstand me, I love what I do, and it is nice to have a little extra pocket money from time to time. I only wish I had remembered to look at my calendar. That way I would have realized that aside from the balloon workshop tomorrow and babysitting today through Wednesday, I will also have our monthly storytelling group on Wednesday, nature class on Thursday, and my art class will meet on Friday. How did that happen? Simple. I didn't write any of it on my calendar. I'm still working on that habit.
I am sure at some point during the week, my children will start complaining about their lack of Free Time. Time for curling up with a book, time for playing pirate games on the computer, time for knitting and drawing, time to simply be free of commitments. We enjoy our Free Time. I sure hope we get some soon.