Back in the Groove

Or hopefully, finding the groove. I've had a lot of trouble getting us into a school routine this month. I need a regular routine--without one, not much gets done. Part of this is because I'm approaching things differently. I'm basing a lot of what we do is from The Well Trained Mind. I realized over the weekend that I was using that as a textbook instead of a guideline. I don't have to do everything exactly as they say. So this week, I'm planning to find my groove.

Last week, my mom & stepdad stayed with us, which was nice, even though that also contributed to the lack of routine.

We also had a busy weekend. I went over to Canada for the burial of my grandparents' ashes--the bagpipes post.

Saturday, my stepbrother & sister-in-law had their annual fall party. There were easily a hundred people there, and he went all out for the kids. In addition to the pinata, one of his cousins brought her two horses and gave the kids rides, he rented a bounce house, and once it got dark enough, he projected a movie on a canvas hung on the side of the barn/shed. We didn't get home until 10 (didn't stay for the whole movie), and we were all dragging.

Sunday, we drove out to see my great aunt (she invited us to dinner after the funeral). It was nice to see her, but she is so typical Old Country (even though I think she was born in Canada). "Eat, eat! You eat like a bird." This to my stepdad, who was really polite.

I'll post about the co-op stuff tomorrow (it's not bad, but typically overwhelming).

Wrenching

What is it about bagpipes that cuts right through to your soul?

My grandparents' ashes were interred today, and my aunts found a piper (my great grandfather was from Scotland, and great grandmother was of Irish heritage). It was a nice touch, though it's impossible for me to tell if he was any good or not.

Tired now; been a long week. Will write/gripe about the homeschool co-op later.

So. Frustrated.

When I checked Quicken this morning, our mortgage payment had cleared. But the amount was over a hundred dollars more than usual. Huh? I asked Jeff, and after a moment of looking perplexed, he realized that it's probably homeowner's insurance.

Yes, we have homeowner's insurance through a separate company. The mortgage company has repeatedly asked for proof of this, and I've repeatedly asked the insurance company to provide it. They've repeatedly said that they've done so. I'm thinking it hasn't happened.

So now I get to call the mortgage company to see if this is the case, then call the insurance company to get the damn proof myself and mail or fax it, since they obviously never will, then try to get our money refunded from the mortgage company.

I also have to find out if I have a class tonight, since no one has gotten back to me on that.

I'd also like to make an appointment for a haircut, since I haven't had one since January and now officially hate my hair enough to be willing for them to shave it all off, if need be.

I was planning on leaving the house by 9 so that we can go visit my Dad and have one last day on the boat, too. Ha. Ha. Ha.

I seriously want to scream at the insurance company. How hard is it to provide proof of insurance to a company that asks for it? Isn't that part of the job description?

(feel like I'm about to cry from frustration)