I started to write a post this morning about the simple living concept and how I got interested in it and then the phone rang. It was 6:15. This was the second phone call that came, the first was at 5:20. Bob's brother was in crisis and his mother called for help. It was serious business.
Then I went to school at 7:00 and left at 5:15. Got home and immediately went to dinner with my husband and that was a very nice 30 minutes. We then went to look at mattress's, we are currently on the floor. Came home and went and looked for recliners to match the new couch. Got home and Alex walks in.
He has talked his mom into changing him out of Mandarin Chinese after I have told him no. Of course I call her immediately and put a halt to that. He tells me I really have no authority over him and he will be moving out the day he turns 12 (2 weeks from now). I tell him to make a list of what he plans to take because I will need to approve what leaves the house. He says he hasn't decided for sure yet, but if I don't start letting him do what he wants he will have no choice but to leave. I tell him to call his mom and prepare her that she will have a new tenant in 2 weeks. And then I realize I am fighting with an 11 year old. I leave and he yells.
He yells and yells and yells (I won't even repeat what is said) until he is kicked out to the yard for manual labor. It could be midnight before he works his way back to a warm bed. I may be able to write a bunch.
But, today I am thankful. I got to kiss my husband. I had plenty to eat. I saw my friends lay the foundation for what will change teaching forever at our school. I got to see two teachers that are interested in becoming reading specialists learn how to screen a child for dyslexia. I survived. It was complicated and it was messy and part of it was really ugly, but I survived.
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