This past weekend the girls and I went to a glass class which I had arranged for DD2’s 4H group. Our group has been trying to get a class with this shop for a few years, and I volunteered to try again as my eldest has been taking classes there for the past three years. I won’t volunteer to do so again. Three of the people who had signed up never showed. That’s significant when the class was ten people. One backed out a few days prior to the class due to a school conflict, but wouldn’t you know about a cross country meet more than a few days in advance? This shop usually takes payment at the time a class is registered for, but agreed to take it at the time of the class for our group. We also got a discounted price for the project. They went out of their way for us, and those who just didn’t show up were incredibly rude.
Okay, enough ranting. The girls and I had a good time. My eldest has taken all of the smaller project classes offered by this shop. It’s time to think about the bigger classes: stained glass and glass blowing. The shop has a glory hole, which is considerably smaller than the open oven you envision when you think of glass blowing, but it’s an incredible opportunity for a small area. We’ve enjoyed glass fusing so much that I’ve actually priced some kilns, but we don’t have space for one. A small table top kiln is still around $500, so it’s also not in the budget right now. Maybe a bit down the road as DD1 works her way into her career.
Our son did not make the crew of the play his school is beginning to work on. He had signed up to be the stage manager, which he has absolutely no experience with, but I was bummed for him. I’m not bummed about missing all of the shuttling for the practices, but for this child to put himself out there like that is tough. Fortunately our church is starting work on its Christmas play, and the director is willing to let DS help with scene changes, etc. DH and DD1 are both acting, so the practices are already on our schedule.
I worry about DS at times. He gets down in the dumps so easily. I’ve tried giving him a thankfulness journal (I think he wrote one entry) and before that had him tell me one good thing about his day when I picked him up from school. These were trying to get him to think about the positives a bit more. He complains that he doesn’t fit in with the youth at church (just moved up into the junior high), but when he went on an outing with them, he didn’t talk to/hang out with any of the other kids. At the same time, he claims that going on a weekend getaway with this same crowd would help him feel more like he fits in. I think he really just wants to go to the destination, which is a cool place and the girls went on this trip a couple of years ago.
Friday I dangled a carrot in front of DD2, who is homeschooled. I told her that if she finished her work, or all but art, we could spend the afternoon in Amish country. There are three stores I visit 3-5 times a year and she loves to see the horses. My other two kids could take it or leave it. They’ve been, and well…it’s still shopping, just in Amish stores. DD2 likes slow paced things, and the others like more action. Anyway, she finished strong and off we went. It was busier than I’ve ever seen it, but that was fun too as there was more interaction. DD2 and one of the local girls got to talking so I just wandered to give them some time. Lots of puppies and rabbits were for sale, so DD2 drank in the opportunity to hold and pet.
Now I’m looking around my house and I can’t ignore how sadly in need it is. Piles of stuff have accumulated and dust is taking on a life of its own. It’s time to leave the comings and goings of the weekend behind and get back to work.