Really exhausting day, on many
levels.
Alesia overslept and missed her bus.
I was on the way to school, and something made a noise in my car’s engine.
Sounded like I’d hit a cat. Fortunately, I hadn’t, but the engine light came
on. I didn’t want to chance breaking down on the way to school so I sped back home
and got Mother’s car and off we went. The traffic was terrible and Alesia was
late. I had to scribble a late excuse on a piece of graph paper.
I got home and tried to eat a bowl
of cereal. There were bugs in it. We have problems with weevils getting in
things in the pantry. So I tossed the whole bowl. I was looking distressed and
Michael came over and patted me “Now, now, it’s OK. You have to have the right attitude,
Mother,” he said sarcastically. “What matters is how you feel, not the cereal.
You can’t let it depress you.” Mother was sitting there laughing, because
that’s what I always say to the kids: attitude is everything. I was having a
horrible morning, though, and it was only 8:00!
I came home and Mother had made me
some bacon and eggs.
We took the car up to the Chevron in
Tucker, because Mother trusts those guys. She actually followed me in her car,
the first time she has driven in a while. She did fine, though. She’s always
been an excellent driver.
Later, the Chevron guy called and
said something completely incomprehensible about some hoses or something, all
gibberish to me, but he said it would be around $700 to fix it. Yikes. I hate
putting things on credit cards, but I have no choice. I can’t afford a new car.
Hopefully it will be ready tomorrow morning.
Michael didn’t bring home his
science book, and forgot to copy half of his social studies assignment, so
homework was a nightmare. Alesia helped him with math. He is having a really
hard time adjusting to the more rigorous demands of middle school. I told him,
he needs to keep up with everything and bring the dadgum book home, I don’t
care if it does weigh 20 lbs. Cause and effect relationships are always hard,
and keeping up with any sorts of possessions is hard for a child who never owned
anything of his own until he was 10 years old.
I am praying hard that Michael will adjust. He’s got to do it himself though. I can help, but I won’t do it for him.
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Here's an interesting generational difference. Alesia thinks Zac Efron is such a hottie. I think he looks like a girl.
Put him in a dress and he's a model for Seventeen!
Now, I like younger guys, but ones who look like guys. Here's a cutie -
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