Hmmm.

Well, he apparently is talking to me again.  At least somewhat.  And for some reason, I lost my mind again and agreed to hold a birthday party here for a guy that my husband works with....  That's ok, it'll be fine I am sure.  I can always send my son upstairs to his room with a laptop.  Certainly can't send him to my room, he'll have gone through everything I own before the night is through.

Now what?

So, he didn't talk to me when he finally came home last night.  And he didn't wake me up when he got ready for work, even though I was sleeping in the living room.  Don't really know what is eating him, but I don't really care right now.  Now I have to figure out what to do about our son and school.  Do I just break down and drive him each way, every day because that is what my husband wants? Or do I stick with the plan so that I don't drive so much each day?  Or is there a middle ground somewhere?  Drive him in the morning, and let him ride the bus in the afternoon?  It would be nice if I didn't have to spend so much time having to figure out how to get things done without upsetting my husband or my children.....

Wrong Again...

Ok, apparently I am in the wrong again....  If he didn't want me to set up transportation for our son so that I don't have to drive him every day back and forth to school, why did he wait until today AFTER I met with the new school and talked to the Special Needs department?  Here I thought he might want to know what I was able to work out with them, and instead he gets mad and ends up leaving the house.  Don't know where he went, don't know when he will be back.  I don't even want to talk about it.  I gathered from what he said that he basically thinks this is all a waste of time since the school is going to give up on our son in a month anyway.  Yeah me.  What a way to start the school year....

And I figured out that I can't blog from my phone today.  Can't use any of the punctuation marks above the letter keys, so no commas or apostrophes or anything like that....  Oh well.  It was a good idea while it lasted.  Unless I write without needing any of those.

School's almost here!

Two more days until school starts.  And now the school district doesn't know if they are going to let my son go to the school THEY want him to go to...  All because I don't feel comfortable driving 300 miles a week and spending 10 hours each week on the road for him to go to school. I have no problem with him going to this school, I just can't put that many miles on my van and on my back each week.  Now it's a waiting game to see what they are going to do....  Yeah me....

When?

When do I get to stop being the bad guy?

I came face to face with a demon from my past yesterday.  Not literally, but in the sense that I actually faced it and admitted it belonged to me. I wonder how much of our lives is governed by the demons and skeletons in our past?  Don't get me wrong, I know that some of my quirks (probably a lot of them) are reactions to things that have happened in my past.  But it makes you wonder what things you do that you don't realize are actually results of your past...

This may kill me but......

I got a book for Christmas.  I know that isn't anything shocking since I love to read, but this is different.  The book I got from my mom was "How to have a new teenager in 5 days".  Most of the advice in the book is simple, and most of what is in there I have read before.  However the way it is presented is a little different.

I am starting the steps that the book gives.  Unfortunately, I have managed to make both of the boys upset already this afternoon since they aren't getting what they want today.  One of the phrases I like the most from the book is "Keep your wind out of their sails".  It takes two to argue and if I don't argue, then I leave them floundering.  It's got both my kids off balance right now and they are angry since things aren't going the way they are used to.

Right now Del is sitting on the couch, wrapped up in his blankets, trying to convince me to let him have some of his free time for this block back.  He's sitting here telling me "you have to accept that you aren't going to get everything you want".  I just threw him off balance again.  Oops, I thought I did anyway.  Eek, there goes Kate running to the bathroom, trying to pull her pants down at the same time so she can go potty.

My life is insane...  Can we tell?  Lovely, my parenting is coming back to bite me.  Del is sitting here spouting phrases back at me that I can clearly recognize as things I've said over the years.  Yikes!  This is really gonna suck.  Now I have to undo what I have been doing wrong for the last 13 years.  Jeez! He's still trying to convince me to let him play this block.  He's trying to compromise and anything else he can think of....

This may kill me yet, but I am still going to give it my best shot.  He's still trying to justify why he should be playing....  I told him that he could play during the free time block after dinner and hygiene but he his still trying to convince me.  Sigh.  I think it is going to be a long afternoon and evening.