I called the insurance place, and was told that a committee needed to review my claim, because normally, because the "vandal" was on the policy, it wouldn't be covered. They were gonna see what they could do.
And I got the kids off to the bus at 7:30am, then Jim and I left at 7:40am to take Jim to daycare. I dropped him off, then headed to Hughey Elementary school for Tom's meeting with the Speech Teacher.
And yeah, he didn't wanna bring the robot on the bus, so I ended up bringing it there too. I saw both Amanda and Kari at the front door, so stopped and chatted. Kari hadn't heard the "story" about yesterday, so I filled her in....
I delivered the robot, then went to the speech meeting. THe principal sat in on the meeting too. She said that Tom was able to make the R sound during speech class, and in the classroom. Whaaaat? He doesn't do that at home? She said to ask him about it, that he's probably just being "lazy' because there's no social pressure at home. Oh Tom....
It would have been a fast meeting, had the printer not freaked out. That was 1/2 the time I was there, watching the Speech Teacher and the Office lady try and get the printer to work. Finally, it did, I signed the 2 papers that I needed to sign, and I was on my way.
The principal also told me that Tom had scored a 100 on the reading TAKS test, and a 96 on the Math TAKS test! Way to go, TOM!!! Great job.
I headed home, and got the car. And drove to Amandas house, and picked her up, and me, her, and my car with the donut tire headed across town to Discount Tires. That's where we bought the tires, and that's where Captain America wanted me to go.
And I've never driven on a donut before, so we went really slow. Like 30 mph slow. It took FOREVER to get across town.
We finally got there, the dude looked at the tire, and said that it needed replaced, not fixed. Sure. OK. He said it would only take 30 minutes. So we grabbed Howdy's cups from the car, and walked over to the gas station 2 businesses away. We lucked out on that one!
I got myself a DDP, 64 oz, and I was gonna get one to take back home to Terra, but the machine ran out of DDP. So she got Diet Coke. Sure, I could have been the bigger friend, and given her the DDP, but I really needed it today.
And we walked back to the tire place. And yeah, in the course of our walk, I TOTALLY walked on a manhole! I didn't realize it until it was too late, and I thought I was gonna pee myself. Literally! It was pretty scary. My heart started racing, and my aderiline levels shot up. Funny, huh?
We went back, paid, and headed out with the fixed tire and the spare safely stowed away. And yeah, it was a MUCH faster trip back to post. We dropped the Diet Coke off for Terra, I dropped Amanda off at her house, and I went to the CDC to pick up Jim. Then drove him up to school, since he'd missed the bus.
And I headed back home. But didn't really wanna go inside. I did, long enough to let Boxer out, and prop the back door open for him, but then went back out and sat on the front porch swing. I wonder if I have PTSD? hehe. Just kidding. Kind of...
Krystal from church texted and said that that she had something for me, and wanted to drop it off. So I sat on the porch until she got there. A case of DDP and a card. SO stinking sweet! Thanks, my dear :)
I showed her the destruction, and we chatted for a bit, then she headed out. And I went inside for good. And USAA called to say that unfortunately, they couldn't help me... Because Jake is on our policy as a minor living in our house, it's not vandalism. It's not covered. Crap. So we're out the $2000+ dollars....
Then Captain America was online, and we Skyped for a bit. He'd done some research on Autism, and what to do to "fix" or "help" with it. And sent it to me in an email so I could look at it later. And we talked about what to do, and how to help, and what options were. And I was just really bummed. This really sucks.
We got off the phone, and I headed out. I was gonna go to Walmart and buy a keyed lock for my bedroom to hide all of my valuable stuff inside. But I didn't have time. So I was gonna just go get on from the PX. But as I was driving there, something told me to go see Jake's Autism Dr. And set up another appointment.
So I went in, and while I was in the office waiting to talk with the receptionist, someone called to cancel an appointment for tomorrow. And that's the one that they gave Jake. 12:30 tomorrow. Sweet. I'm not sure what I'm gonna tell the dude, but 2 minutes with Jake every 6 months is just not gonna fly. I need more help than that. Maybe he can refer him to a therapist. Or a counselor. Or something. I need more tools than this to work with...
So, I still had 35 minutes left, so I went to the PX. And priced out EHD's, and got a lock. And 2 bags of sugar free chocolates. Which I ended up eating BEFORE I got home. Yeah, I'm gonna be paying for that later. Total emotional eat... I fully admit it...
I had about 10 minutes to kill at the bus stop, and was just feeling sorry for myself. I didn't get out and visit with anyone. I was doing my best to keep the tears away. I just felt crappy.
I got home, and started cleaning up. I needed to get the door lock put on. So Jim watched some cartoons on the DVD player, and I installed the new lock. And put the keys on a lanyard around my neck. And started moving stuff into my room.
I moved the BIG old TV out to the living room, and moved the 46 inch flat screen into my room. And hooked up "Jake"'s laptop to the TV in my room. It's now my laptop. Well, my TV laptop. Only problem is, there's no HDMI slot on the laptop to hook up to the TV. So I have to use a computer monitor cable and an AUX cord. And the computer monitor cable makes everything look red. I think I need a new one...
I put 2 smaller TV's outside in the living room, one for the DVD player and antenna, and one for the Wii. It looks ghetto, but what do ya do? So now, the Wii lives in my room behind lock and key, and we just bring it out when we need it. All the cords are still in the living room.
And the kids all got home from school, and I had them do chores and odd jobs. Eme cleaned up the garage a bit. Tom cleaned up the side yard. Jake got the WHOLE backyard. Joe and Jim got the Suburban. And it looked a lot better when they were done.
Yeah, I'm messing up the time line here. At some point, we took an hour off and went to the library. Jake stayed home. And we got the books turned back in that were due. And Eme checked out another one. It was a very quick trip, and we watched a short movie about horses, I chatted with Amanda for a bit, then we came back home. I hate it when I can't remember exactly what happened, and in what order...
And soon it was time for Joe to go to Baseball. I let Tom and Eme play on their laptops in my room, and let Jim watch the big TV in my room, and they locked the door. How sad is that...
Jake was in the main part of the house, very contrite, and continued to do chores and play with the dog. And Joe and I headed out in the Saturn.
And I was really feeling bummed out. We got to the place, and I Didn't even have the energy to go and talk with the other moms. We just kinda wondered around until the parent meeting thing started. The coach seemed really cool, and Joe took right to him. Then we all headed out to the field, and the played for a bit.
And, even feeling as crappy as I did, I couldn't NOT find fun looking people to go and chat with. So I picked a mom that looked fun, and struck up a conversation. And soon, another had joined in. And yeah, after NOT getting enough talking time in today, I'm sure that I WAY overshared. WAY overshared... But I don't care... Well, maybe I do a little...
Anyway, practice was over at 6:45pm, and we headed home, and were here by 7pm. I made mini pizzas for the kids for dinner, had them clean up a bit more, and sent them all to bed. And just sat on the couch and felt sorry for myself for about 30 minutes.
I'm really having a hard time NOT being angry with Jake. I know he's trying. I know he's remorseful. I know he want's to earn privileges back. But I'm just so upset about what happened. And about what changes need to be made. And I'm afraid that I'm gonna make it worse by taking it out on him. I need to get my head on straight for tomorrow.
I can't afford to slip back into a "depressed" state, and I can feel it trying to creep up on my. I'm hoping that I'm just PMS'y, and that it's my "mopey" day. I'm keeping my fingers crosses. I can't go back to feeling like crap all the time.
So, it's now 9:30pm. And I'm gonna get off of her, and go read. And go to bed early. And be refreshed for the new day tomorrow. Heck, maybe I'll even shower :)
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Great one, Sharon!