I got a thank-you note and a pointer to this blogpost: http://practical-homeschooling.org/2008/12/the-resistant-child/ It's always good to know someone has gained peace and fun from things I've written, but it's sad for me to go to a less radical site and see that people are so at odds with their children. There's nothing for me to do but keep doing what I'm doing, though.
Holly got her first paycheck last night. I went with her so she could deposit some in savings and cash some out. When she worked her lucrative babysitting job last year she was paid in cash (often in ones because the dad was a DJ and paid her with his tip money). This new one was a corporate real check. She and Marty have gone Christmas shopping, and he will take her to work afterwards, and go to his Thursday roleplaying session.
I'm feeling jumpy and unsettled, and am just using that energy to do little things I've been putting off—things that don't take long. It's kind of a nervous nesting feeling, like I should stay home and gather, or daub, or fortify. Like some cave-mom instinct I can't read. I'm trying to feel it rather than ignore it. It seems winter-related. Maybe changing sheets would satisfy it some.