I have a confession. I am terrified to get started with this year. I know it will be great. I know we will pull it off. I know that I am prone to this type of perfectionist self-doubt but that doesn’t make it less terrifying. Ace is starting his “High School” years and now it counts. I know, it all counts, but no college review board is going to look at what my 6 year old is doing this year. I have been determinedly not thinking about it, but now that lessons are about to begin, I have found myself frantically reviewing our plans, staying up late to look at the college admissions websites and scrutinizing each decision.
It’s almost like the first year we homeschooled. I was a wreck then too, trying to cover all the bases, fill in all the gaps, make sure there was nothing left out. Since then, I’ve realized it’s much easier than it felt like at the time and that relaxing and following the plan makes it all work out. I’ll try to heed that wisdom now.