This summer started, was interrupted by, and ended with family funerals here at the Duck Pond. So keep in mind we have gone into the school year this fall cranky and depressed already. And the beat goes ON -
This week alone has been enough to make me rip out my home-colored hair. However, let me recap the October highlights for those not in the know or those who have managed to move on better than I have done. One child is having some accute health issues from a chronic problem. Ok. Dealt with appropriately with many offices and facilities etc. But still and always will be ongoing to some level. NOT thrilling the pants off of her, I might add. The other child is trying to decide if he is applying to college. The answer and the choices change daily. DAILY. At his usual home setting of raging hairiness. His SAT was finally taken on OCTOBER 1. Everyone else has gotten their results that sat for it the day he did….but him. Really?? Currently playing daily harrass-the-child about finding out why he doesn’t have his posted. And yesterday he had in school restriction…for too many unexcused tardies. I am ok with that punishment, I am not ok with my child needing to be punished (HIS fault. ENTIRELY).
Parent at school with allergy child. I understand the fears with this. I really, really do. I’m NOT just saying that. I also have been doing this for twelve years, as has the friend’s teacher. So please give us the trust and respect we have earned before you got here….and stop requesting meetings, calling, emailing or showing up every single, solitary day (including before said friend started classes with us). YOU ARE BREAKING THROUGH MY ANXIETY MEDICATIONS!!! WE GOT THIS!!!
Children who do not go where they are supposed to with their purple dismissal slip clutched in their hot little hands!! Parents who do not tell the school someone else will be picking up their child today and then said other adult picking up thinks WE are clueless (technically we are without the clue we need, but that is mommy or daddy’s lookout…they did it to us and made us look like incompetent nitwits). SERIOUSLY??
Staff of various kinds not behaving like adults. Insert person and issue here _______________________________. (write more on the back because you know there will need to be more room than that) BE GROWNUPS. EVEN BETTER, BE PROFESSIONAL GROWNUPS.
Children not staying out of recess and PE when they know they should not be there for health reasons. Twice. Mommy is on the edge, please stop pushing her (and Miss Melinda). YOUR MOM WILL READ THIS BLOG ENTRY TO YOU AND THIS IS NOT THE KIND OF NOTORIETY YOU WANT.
Children requiring a talk from me this coming week in their classroom due to the frequently flying escapades they are pulling on their very competent and fabulous teacher. YOU PEOPLE ARE NOT IN THE FIRST GRADE. ACT ACCORDINGLY. I DO NOT LIKE TO HAVE TO USE MY TEACHER VOICE ON PEOPLE.
And all kind of everywhere, ill and injured friends and family of dear friends. I am a knitter and my knitting group are some of my closer friends. We currently have: recently discharged inpatient family, still inpatient family, in ICU family, and in ICU friends. As well as a sweet canine family member who had to be put down this week. We are just not that huge of a group here, people. There is more, but those are the highlights in this area. Lots of these family and friends are loved by others with big hearts and slightly squishy mental states. We love a lot and well and we are really feeling overloaded…with our own pain and the shared pain one has for those they care about.
This along with the rain, flat tires, no lunch, meetings, reports, every single member of our office crew including admin out at various points of the week for necessary things (which are necessary but throw off the vibe), and the usual day to day of life like bill paying, money management, laundry, dishes, updated shots for me, broken glasses, RX refills that don’t go at all smoothly and general chaos (not to be confused with major disaster…that is in the above paragraph).
In and amongst this month and week from hell, there have been some good things: Last night my dinner was a nice Riesling, fudge made by my daughter and a tasty barbecued chicken sandwich made by my husband. I’m pretty sure lunch will be a repeat of same. I got to see my favorite knitting author this week, have her sign my book and made it onto her blog with my lovely daugter and in the company of friends. That’s pretty stellar. A few really nice days at a wonderful friend’s house. Great substitutes in the office for when we’ve needed to be out. We heart them with every fiber of our beings.
So…God currently understands that I’m mad at him. I’m pretty sure from the level of “REALLY????” and “ARE YOU KIDDING ME???” that I have directed his way in the last month or TWO even, that it’s not a surprise. We are feeling a little concentrated upon, in not a good way, in my orbit right now. I am ok with being mad at him right now. He is a big boy, and he can take it if anyone can. And since we have been in such a long term relationship, we both know I’ll get over it. But this means Y’ALL need to do my praying…because I’m not talking to him. That is right, I am being a petulant small child to him about it all. Which will be REALLY interesting tomorrow when I am at New Life Church with the fam watching in school restriction boy be rebaptized. He was baptized at six weeks old but he feels this one is the REAL one, since HE is choosing. I guess I’m glad he’s come around since age ten when we usually confirm and he couldn’t possibly have cared less.
October - you currently have about three redeeming qualities: lower temperatures, no humidity and pretty leaves. I got NOTHING else. So get it together for this last week and TAKE THE BAD JUJU WITH YOU WHEN YOU GO.
I now must spend the rest of today trying to calm the F&!k back down, knitting and reading about knitting. They really are the things that work best…with the fudge and Riesling.
