This actually went along fine for several months, with Butterfly and I squeezing in her schooling around my hours and errands with her Nanna ~ until my boss became ill. She had lung cancer and was going to require surgery. Everyone who worked there pitched in to fill in the spaces, but this sometimes left Butterfly alone for even longer hours, so sometimes I took her to work with me. The boss didn't mind, as long as she didn't get in the way. But Bud was pretty good at either helping out, or disappearing into the mall to do window shopping.
It was, of course, of paramount importance to keep Butterfly out of reaction during this time. I really didn't want her home alone with seriously impaired judgement, nor was I looking forward to any temper tantrums while at work. It was very stressful. I started having my own health problems. I have aluminum poisoning which resulted in colitis. It's usually in remission as long as I stay away from food and drink packaged in aluminum and stick to my own special diet. But with the increased hours, the added stress, and being in a hurry all the time, I found it difficult to look after myself properly, so I had a flare up. Not a good thing. Not at all.
The boss had her surgery and did really well, but she decided to sell the store. When it changed hands, I lost my job. It was just as well. I had paid down some of the bills, but needed at that point to turn my attention back to Butterfly, to my own health, and to Mom, who wasn't getting any younger and needed more and more help as time went on. By then I was driving her to her appointments, shopping and social events. And so life resumed at a saner pace. Bud came along too on Mom's appointments and errands of course, and we became known at certain places in town as the three generations of girls who went places together.
At the same time, Butterfly was learning about modern technology and its benefits as far as we could afford it. Mom and I continued to quizz her on math, geography and other subjects in the car. And when we got back to Mom's, we often had a game of old fashioned Scrabble. This helped keep Mom sharp, helped me relax a little, and contributed to Butterfly's language and spelling skills. At home we focussed on current events. This usually provided plenty of learning opportunities. For instance, it was around this time that the tsunami in Indonesia occurred, so I got information online at enchantedlearning.com about tsunamis and at the same time, we reviewed tectonic plates. Butterfly wanted to participate in tsunami relief, so she ran a little 'guess the number of jelly beans in the jar' game in town to raise money to donate to Unicef. This taught her a little about fund-raising, charities, and once again, the behaviour of that bizarre species we call people.