The Winding Down Begins

All is well. I'm taking my meds and getting exercise. The kids are doing mostly well--some issues, but nothing startling. I just feel . . . flat. It's hard to do the things that need to be done. Things that usually give me joy. Eh. It will probably pass. The teens and I took the semester exam for The Mystery of History vol. 4 . As usual, we laughed until we cried as we tried to remember what we learned (me for the second time, and I have the answer key!). At one point the answer was George Müller , and I unconsciously echoed the teacher in Ferris Bueller (the one who says, "Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?" saying in a deep and nasal voice, " Müller?" and my girls almost fell off their chairs laughing. Honestly, I can't give any of us a very good grade on remembering facts, but I do know from conversing with the girls that I can give them honors in discussing intelligently what we've learned from history and how it affects us today. We've alrea...