I’m finding myself lately with not a whole lot of worthwhile posting material. Granted, I could just throw some pretty pictures up around here, and do some quiz type things, but that’s not what I want to do. I think I may bail on the 365 competition and save the effort for the days when I have something to say. Between gaming, knitting, and writing fiction, there’s not always time to be entertaining around here.
I’m going to sleep on it and see how I feel in the morning.
to my already vile day. A few days back I got the ex’s wife to check out a book from the university library. The plan was for me to scan a few patterns I’ve wanted to do and to return it. My scanner is ten years old…that idea went to shit. My husband offered to take the book to work and make copies there, unfortunately, he could only do a few bits a day and didn’t get to the ones I really wanted before today. I have gone to three different places and couldn’t get it done. The reason for the rush? The ex’s wife has it in her head that the dogs will destroy the book or I’ll color in it or in some way by it being in my possession it will disintegrate. Every day, for the last three days I’ve been met with “are you done yet” as I go to pick up the kid after school.
I’ve had enough, I wasn’t meant to knit that particular sweater and if I want it, I will save until I have the 250.00 to purchase the out of print book from Amazon. That is how much I hate this shit. I honestly feel that 250.00 is worth the price not to deal with her.
Anyone who watches the SciFi channel has been accosted hourly with the commercials for their new “made for SciFi” film, Rock Monster. Last night the kid, in a fit of giggling boredom came up with an entire verse to the B52 classic tune. If this weren’t proof enough that we’re a family of geeks, he was later playing with a rubic’s cube and asked me to pick a color. I replied, “purple.” This received the expected eye roll combined with the obligitory noob comment and so I gave in and said I’d pick one. “FFFFFF.” He just sat there a second and then started on the white side, while the conversation degraded into hex and rgb codes and giggles.
During the time this was going on, we were watching several episodes of the Scariest Places on Earth. Later in the night something smacked the back door, enough to make the dogs bark a bit. I got the additional freak out of seeing a figure coming into our room, granted it was only a second before I heard, “Mom?”
He had come downstairs after we went to bed because the couch is so much safer than his room. The noise really spooked him, and that in turn got me out of bed to take a look. The dogs had settled down quickly, so I figured there was nothing to it, but by that point we were all awake and the dogs wanted outside. The kid ended up with me in the bed, the husband took the couch and the dogs took turns sleeping in both places. Needless to say, no one got any sleep last night, but I did get a post out of it
I should probably take this as a good sign, we’ll see what happens. The kid, along with some others spied a container of blowpops in one of the teachers closets and decided to help themselves. Granted, the kid was the only one of the lot that when confronted, admitted to taking two. This happened on Thursday, he told me about it, and said they got lectured for it, and we both thought it was done.
Yesterday afternoon I got a call from the vice principle to inform me that the kid and others were doing “work duty” during their connection class time and that they would be serving a full day of in school suspension on Monday for “stealing fund raising candy.”
He’s been in tears for the last two days, I think more to the fact that he knew he shouldn’t have done it but he did it anyway. It’s one of those lessons that we all learn, just in different ways. The fact that his dad and I both sat down with him yesterday and had the chat together scared him as well, but not as much as the prospect of no games/electronic outlets ie playing on the computer/texting friends etc for a month. Grounded with nothing to do but homework, and reading, at least it’s a chance for him to get his room cleaned up, not like he’s going to have other things to do.
Are we being a bit harsh, I don’t know. Do I think he’ll ever do something because everyone else does, I don’t know, but I hope he’ll think twice before he does.
I’m amazed how much I can accomplish when I totally ignore everything else in the house. Granted, I’m doing a lot of processing on my writing while I’m stitching away, but that’s not getting the laundry done. I’m finding the pattern on this one easy, and I was remembering that when I originally downloaded the pattern, shortly after I started knitting, that I was a bit paranoid about starting it and screwing up. I guess sometimes procrastination pays off.
