3 Ring Binder

This was a pretty cool sight on Halloween afternoon, so I thought I'd stitch together a little video. Here are some interesting tidbits: 1) A few of our 3 ring binders can be seen on lower shelves on the left of the library. 2) The TV was on downstairs so I had to turn down the audio, but tried to preserve some of the sound of the leaves hitting the windows. 3) The video goes well with Thanksgiving, a track from George Winston's December album, but it may violate copyright law (especially in Germany?) so I took it out. 4) The Japanese maple in the backyard (red tree) usually drops all of its leaves over one 24-36 hour period. It was mid-shed when I took this video. It's nekkid now. 5) The chickens were out during this wind because it was about 70 degrees out as well. 6) The artwork on the wall is a Stephen Bourque original (as are the bookcases themselves) and the fashion drawings are by a local artist. The Thinker is a tiny replica of Rodin's sculpture. 7) Send a...

I'm not talking about "so many books, so little time" type stuff, here. I'm talking about those who view those little sets of numbers with that funny colon in the middle as a guide to the order of activities in their day rather than the explicit delineators for a specific, weekly, shared activity. Of course it wouldn't bother me much except that I am most often left waiting, thereby waisting* my time. This is my challenge. (*That, and apparently spelling.) Actual photograph of the interior of some of my friends' heads. And you know who you are! Is this the curse of homeschoolers everywhere? Or is it just me unable to go with the flow? I'm willing to accept that it's my problem with being too rigid, but then I wonder, how do they get anywhere on time? Surely there are things in life that absolutely require them to be on time. Somehow, miraculously, they get there on time. Is it possible that my time is just not a priority for them? Hmmm. I'm goin...