I have just realized that we are going to be a very busy family during the first week of December. We're heading to my parents house for Thanksgiving for the first time in six years. I love them, but I am really disgusted with spending twice as long getting home from their house just because it's the weekend after Thanksgiving. We are going to try it this year but leave on Saturday instead of Friday or Sunday. I hope it helps a bit.
When we get home, I get to run girl's club during the day and then my husband has astronomy class that night. The next day is a doctor's appointment, science class, and then book club, in which I get to lead the discussion--in other words I have to prepare some questions. The following day includes ballet class and then another astronomy class (yes, dear readers, for the month of December and part of January, we will be having astronomy class twice a week as the last class finishes with the spring class starting). The next day includes ballroom class for Hanover and then our Objectivism discussion group (that means that our friend Doug will be coming over and we'll listen to the latest Peikoff podcast). The nature class for my kids has its monthly meeting that week, which means all morning out of the house and part of the afternoon. And to top it all off, Flurpee will have her party at the end of the week.
That means that I have been enjoying my self-imposed exile and that it will soon come to an end.