How can two children who are so utterly entranced by reading be so diametrically opposed to writing?? The logical, patient part of me says "Don't worry, the writing will come...encourage them, inspire them and expose them to great literature and it will come." But of course the worry-wart, frantic homeschooling mom in me says "What if they never learn to put two sentences together because I failed them as a teacher. What then????"
I know I should take a long-term view of this, but it's really hard in the moment. I love to write, why don't they? But at least they like to play Scrabble :)
Monday 17 October 2011
Tuesday 4 October 2011
PIANO [7 pts]
Well, I had all sorts of good intentions on posting on getting settled in our new house, but sadly the iphone on which I was taking pictures (since I can't find our camera) decided to die. So instead, everyone gets a chronicle of my adventures in moving a piano!!
It started out with a too-small moving van. Not only would the piano not fit for the move, but several pieces of furniture were given away very last minute. Oh well- less junk in the new house!! The piano was carefully wrapped and moved to Mom's garage for safekeeping until it could be safely shipped up north. Most moving companies wanted both arms and a leg to move it- if they would go to Fort McMurray at all. Alternates were being planned.
Fast-forward to the moving van driving away, me crawling on my belly to get the cat out from under the porch (oh yes, that was an adventure) and Liam and I driving up Highway 63 trying to keep said cat from nesting on my lap. (We never could get him into his carrier.) The piano rested blissfully unawares of its coming adventures.
Clark and Hannah drove in the moving van and actually had things unloaded by the time Liam and I caught up, as they had a half-day head start. We were blessed with some kind church members who came to assist, which made everything go rather smoothly. (I can say that since I didn't actually see them in action!) Over the next couple weeks we did our best to unpack and organize as much as humanly possible, and are actually finding ourselves rather settled.
With the house in order and homeschooling getting organized, it was time to move the piano. Plans A, B and C all fell through, with plans D, E and F biting the dust as well. Come to the rescue.....ME!
Actually, I was incredibly nervous about the prospect of driving a truck carrying my piano as well as two children 8 hours across the province, mostly on 2 lane highway. In fact, just thinking about it again is giving me nervous anxiety, but a mama has to do what a mama has to do. The only way to get the piano home before the weather changed for the worse was to go and get it.
The kids and I took advantage of our flexible homeschooling schedule and drove down to Edmonton on a Wednesday afternoon. Despite long delays for construction, we got there with no incident and happily slept over at my brother and sister-in-law's. The following day, we loaded up again and headed to Airdrie. We were able to spend time with friends as well as run several errands over Thursday and Friday. I even fit in an afternoon of Scrabble!
Finally, Saturday morning several friends came over to load the piano into the truck. I can't say how thankful I was for their assistance! Some things you just can't do on your own..... The missionaries came by and helped Mom and I to wrap and secure it in the truck and then...we prayed.
I truly felt angels around my as I drove that big truck and piano up the highway with my even more precious cargo in the cab with me. Despite my anxiety, the drive went completely without incident and the traffic couldn't have been more accommodating. The piano made it up without problem, and again more friends helped us to unload it.
Phew!!
I am so thankful for being watched over and accomplishing something I didn't know I could do. And now, I have a piano in my living room to play and enjoy again. Let the music begin!!
It started out with a too-small moving van. Not only would the piano not fit for the move, but several pieces of furniture were given away very last minute. Oh well- less junk in the new house!! The piano was carefully wrapped and moved to Mom's garage for safekeeping until it could be safely shipped up north. Most moving companies wanted both arms and a leg to move it- if they would go to Fort McMurray at all. Alternates were being planned.
Fast-forward to the moving van driving away, me crawling on my belly to get the cat out from under the porch (oh yes, that was an adventure) and Liam and I driving up Highway 63 trying to keep said cat from nesting on my lap. (We never could get him into his carrier.) The piano rested blissfully unawares of its coming adventures.
Clark and Hannah drove in the moving van and actually had things unloaded by the time Liam and I caught up, as they had a half-day head start. We were blessed with some kind church members who came to assist, which made everything go rather smoothly. (I can say that since I didn't actually see them in action!) Over the next couple weeks we did our best to unpack and organize as much as humanly possible, and are actually finding ourselves rather settled.
With the house in order and homeschooling getting organized, it was time to move the piano. Plans A, B and C all fell through, with plans D, E and F biting the dust as well. Come to the rescue.....ME!
Actually, I was incredibly nervous about the prospect of driving a truck carrying my piano as well as two children 8 hours across the province, mostly on 2 lane highway. In fact, just thinking about it again is giving me nervous anxiety, but a mama has to do what a mama has to do. The only way to get the piano home before the weather changed for the worse was to go and get it.
The kids and I took advantage of our flexible homeschooling schedule and drove down to Edmonton on a Wednesday afternoon. Despite long delays for construction, we got there with no incident and happily slept over at my brother and sister-in-law's. The following day, we loaded up again and headed to Airdrie. We were able to spend time with friends as well as run several errands over Thursday and Friday. I even fit in an afternoon of Scrabble!
Finally, Saturday morning several friends came over to load the piano into the truck. I can't say how thankful I was for their assistance! Some things you just can't do on your own..... The missionaries came by and helped Mom and I to wrap and secure it in the truck and then...we prayed.
I truly felt angels around my as I drove that big truck and piano up the highway with my even more precious cargo in the cab with me. Despite my anxiety, the drive went completely without incident and the traffic couldn't have been more accommodating. The piano made it up without problem, and again more friends helped us to unload it.
Phew!!
I am so thankful for being watched over and accomplishing something I didn't know I could do. And now, I have a piano in my living room to play and enjoy again. Let the music begin!!
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