There is a reason I am a writer and not, say, a travel agent. Or someone who works in mass transit. Or the person in charge of drawing up the Major League Baseball schedule. For I have tried to plan our summer schedule, and juggling trips, work, camps, activities, and family time made me exhausted before the last day of school.
Working from home gives me the flexibility to hang out with my kids, which is great. But deadlines don’t stop for summer, which is not so great. Without the kids in school five days a week, I need to carve out some other time to get stuff done.
My original plan to alternate one week of the kids in day camp with one week at home quickly fell apart when I discovered that it was impossible to get camps coordinated on the same schedule that would fit my two kids, who have different genders, age groups, and interests. Take the half-day afternoon Lego filmmaking camp, which I knew my son would love. I couldn’t find a camp for my daughter at that same time to save my life. Gymnastics, drama, dance, karate–I tried them all and more, but they weren’t offered the same week as the Lego camp, or they were offered in the morning, or they were offered at the same time but in another town, making it logistically impossible to be in two drop-offs at once. And the week of my daughter’s theater camp is a big empty hole for my son, as I’m still trying to muster the wherewithal to get him some–any!–camp.
My enthusiasm is even more dampened by the thought of shelling out another couple hundred bucks (or more) for five days of camp, after paying for our other camps and a few days’ vacation. After racking up the camps fees on the credit card, I briefly considered quitting my jobs and running my own summer camp.
So we don’t have a perfectly organized schedule–heck, we barely have an organized schedule–which means just letting go and having as much fun with the kids as I can during the days. And working more at night.