We started private swimming lessons for the lils at home last week, and, on several occasions, I have wondered why I did not push harder to do this sooner. The lils get three individual lessons a week, they work on what they need to work on, it’s only a couple of dollars more than what we would pay for group lessons at the local pool, and they are making significant improvements in their strokes. The absolute best thing about it is that I get to sit in the sunshine with my coffee as they happen.

Unfortunately, it’s not all perfect. Our instructor, who the lils really like, has been late to every lesson so far. She started ten minutes late to the first lesson and has gradually been a few minutes later with each one. She has, for the most part, texted to let me know that she will be late, but today I didn’t get anything. This shouldn’t really bug me a tonne, but it does, mostly because she set the time for the lessons and a little because it’s rude.

So now I have to see if I can bring myself to continue with her after our trip to Canada. It’s what the lils have expressly requested and it’s what’s best for their swimming. Goose, who can be incredibly anxious and shy in these situations has really connected with her. It’s the right choice. So I just have to decide if I can set aside my need for punctuality, not hold it against her, and remember not to make plans for right after lessons. The alternative is that I need to just decide that I am ok with my head exploding if I don’t let go.