Tuesday, August 09, 2022

Beginning of the School Year...

 Well, not quite, but soon.  HOW is raising teenagers more time-consuming than raising toddlers?  I really thought I'd bring the blog back this summer.   HA.  

Still haven't done the birthday posts either.  Short version:  Jacob is 21, Adam is 17, Elizabeth is 15.   Remember when she was born.   Yeah, can't believe how fast that happened.  

Anyway.   I interviewed for a few full-time, you-need-to-decorate-a-classroom jobs and ended up turning them all down.  I loved the schools and would have loved a new group of all day, every day students again but the best offer I got equaled $14.90 an hour and was a half hour away on a good day.  I mean, REALLY?  I made more working the church preschool way back when.   Not much more, but more.  I couldn't see myself with no free time, taxed heavily, and bringing home very little even with my fantastic medication.  So.  I will be working with the boss I had pre-COVID at a different preschool.   I probably won't make much but at least I will have something to buy a pizza with now and again because, right now?, I am broke.  Well, I have $25 in my pocket from tutoring this morning but it's fair to say I am poor so time to add what little I can to that savings.  

My dad was going to buy a house in West Virginia and I was so ready to pack up and move there next summer but, alas, it wasn't up to his standards so no house.  That doesn't mean there won't ever be a house, but it wasn't meant to be.  

Adam is a senior now.  He thinks he's big stuff and almost an adult and I just don't understand how the world works or what is best for him.  Sound familiar?  I can recall exactly where I was when I made that remark to my parents.   RIP Elbys...miss the Strawberry Pie.   I can't get him to even make a plan.....he's going to go with the flow, have fun, find himself, money? eh, he can't think about that right now.   I am torn between let him be happy and forcing him to grow up.   It's August, I just can't think about that right now.  

Elizabeth is repeating ninth grade.  She wanted to transfer to a smaller school in a smaller town in a smaller state but here we are.  We'll take it one day at a time.   She needs therapy and medication but she'll take neither.   I thought Jacob was bad?   Woah Nelly,  Even Apollo is scared of her.   


Jacob....well, he's 21 therefore he drinks.   He also would like to move to Colorado or California if you get my drift and he has a 4.0 GPA but he's still a sophomore.   He drops every class in which he will not make an A.  He just doesn't get that he only has two semesters of tuition money left.  He spent the summer here. It was painful.  Everyone loves to here each day what a terrible parent they were.   He didn't work, he didn't study, he didn't go out and he felt entitled to stay here and criticize  us because his childhood was so awful.  I admit, it wasn't the best, but damn, let's all move forward and try to fix it instead.  

So.....yeah, parenting wasn't my best period.   Yes, I am still in it.   I have been working to improve it for years and I feel like I learned from poor first born but, this is hard ya'll....it doesn't get easier, please don't let anyone ever tell you that.  I have done my best.   

Apollo is very well behaved, has ambition, and thinks I am the best mom ever.