Saturday, March 14, 2009

I Survived!

Well, I made it through the 13th! It was the one year anniversary of Mom's death. On Friday the 13th, no less. Normally I'm very amused any time a Friday the 13th rolls around. Not this time. I thought it over for days how I would best get through the day. I finally narrowed it down to three possibilites:
1) Go on with the day as usual, but keep myself very busy
2) Sleep through the entire day (or at least as much as possible)
3) Get totally wasted.

I woke up Friday morning and decided option number one would probably be the best choice, but that backfired. Jerry and I fought all morning and that just made me feel worse so I decided on option number two and went to bed. I slept for four hours then he woke me up. I seriously considered just going back to sleep, but I wanted to see the kids and I was hungry so I got up. So that took it down to option number three. Jerry and I went to the Legion and I drank about 12 glasses of vodka and cranberry juice, acted like a total nutjob (as any good drunk would do), came home, laughed at the kids for laughing at me, then went to bed and slept all night. No weird dreams about Mom, just some weird dream about Jerry, the kids and I living in a moving RV camper and me having roast beef stuck in my tooth. Go figure.

Today was fairly uneventful, I was scheduled to work 2-9pm but ended up staying until about 10. I was runner all day (that's the person who takes the drive-through orders to the drive-through).

Before work, I got a letter in the mail from Trey's school. They're taking us to mediation again! How frustrating! We just went through this last year! We came to an agreement and settled it...or at least I thought we settled it. I guess these agreements are only good for a year or something. I really don't know what they expect. It's not like I can change the fact that he has sleeping problems. It's so extremely disappointing too because I've been so proud thinking how much better things are going this year attendance wise then I get this shit in the mail. It makes me want to scream I'm so angry/frustrated/disappointed and just generally upset that they can't, or won't, understand that this isn't something I can change.

So anyway, this mediation meeting is through the courts so it can't be changed. It's scheduled for Tuesday at 11:30. The problem is that Trey's IEP meeting is scheduled for the same morning at 9:30. And Trey has to be at the mediation too. So he not only has to miss another day of school, but his IEP meeting has to be postponed now. Isn't that dumb? They're taking me to this mediation thing because he's missed too much school so now he has to miss another day to be there AND his IEP meeting has to be changed! Stupid. As if all that wasn't enough, I'm scheduled to work 12-5pm on the same day! So now I'm going to have to miss half of my shift only a week after I started the job! Guaranteed that's getting mentioned. I am just livid over the whole thing. UGH!

Monday I'm calling that school in Steubenville. He's not going back to South next year. Things have been adding up to that decision for a while now, but I didn't want to rush into such a big change. Now, though, this is just pushing it over the edge. They just expect too much. He needs to be in a school where he, his situation and his problems/disorders are understood and clearly none of that is understood where he is now.

Saturday Six:
Are you Vegetarian?
No, I love pork chops and burgers too much.
If an alien landed in your back garden what would you say to it? I think I'd be too stunned to say anything. I'd probably either freeze and not be able to speak at all or I'd book it outta there!
Do you prefer dogs or cats? Dogs, but I love cats too.
Quilt or blankets? Quilts, the real ones that are handmade. The store bought ones only as a second choice.
Would you want to be immortal? No. I hope to go to Heaven one day.
Do you love or hate mobile phones? I love them. They make it so much easier to keep in touch and I feel safer when I have one with me when I'm out.

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