Now what?

Rambling #2 (see previous post for why this is #2)

A little history: Back in 1994, I was visiting teaching (a Mormon thing) at a Lois Upton-Rowley's house and her teen age daughter walked through the living room and into the kitchen. It was a traditional school day and my first thought was, "How dare this mom let her daughter's germ get to my baby." (I had my four month old with me.) So I politely asked why her daughter was home from school. She told me that she was homeschooled. 

Oh, goodness. What is this "homeschooled" thing? We had a rather lengthy conversation about it. She ended up giving me a notice for a state wide conference that was just in a few weeks. 

I drug my husband and two children (2 years old and 4 months) to that conference and drank the Kool-aid. I was in! 

Fast forward to April 2016, and six kids later. My baby just took the entrance exam for Bellevue College's Running Start program and got in. I'm done!

Now what?

About three years ago a friend who didn't homeschool and is just a bit older than I warned me (I was in a group of women so it wasn't so drastic as this will sound) that once your baby is out of the house and it is just you and your husband and he isn't ready to retire and you aren't willing to get a minimum wage job, you better find something or you will go crazy.  "Take it from me," she said, "Capital C, capital R, capital A, capital Z, capital Y with lots of exclamation points after."

Thankfully I listened and got certified as a personal trainer. I have my personal training, but I really need more clients as the middle of my day next year will be silent. I have one more month of where the middle of my day is still homeschooled focus, but after that..."Now what?"

Maybe I volunteer at some cancer thing...
Maybe I go back to school...
Maybe I market myself to pieces...
Maybe I study on my own...
Maybe I teach PE in private schools...
Maybe I take a nap....

But I'm so glad I homeschooled. Best 22 years of my life! I wouldn't trade them for anything. I have life long memories with my children and boy did I learn a lot.