Not so bad: I'd bought a sub ring when my wedding ring got too tight (spent almost $5 on it!), so I still have a ring to wear.
Crap: My computer is officially dead. We paid $100 to get it repaired (labor), but it didn't work.
At least: I have all the documents out of it, and Hubby is letting me use his computer, but he really wants it back. His iPhone just isn't enough. He's teaching lots of scuba to help pay for a new one. Sorry Bob! (she wanted a laptop for her birthday which is Sunday).Crap: Went to the job interview. It sounds like a really good job I'd be good at (yea!), but they left out that I'm required to have my license. I let it lapse a few years ago. It can take months to get, and it's not cheap. It's been almost 20 years since I took the exam the first time. I'd have to study hard, and it will most likely be too late to get this job. The guy who interviewed me said he's interviewing lots of people, I'm assuming many of which are equally qualified and already have their license. He'll let me know if this is a deal breaker.
Funny thing happened on the way to the interview: I arrived with about 5 minutes to spare. Only to find that the company had moved! I worked for them 14 years ago. We adopted our kids through them and Bear's adoption was finalized only 2 years ago. They'd been in that location forever. It never occured to me that they might have moved. Luckily they only moved around the corner and one of the people in the convention center that was there now actually got on the internet and looked up the new address for me. I was only a few minutes late to the interview.
Crap: Our company is being sued again. We got behind on paying the company who gave us a contract engineer. We had decided to hire the engineer and owed them a $6K conversion fee for that too. Then the client we were doing the engineering for, fired us. The engineer was too slow. We think he drug out the only other project he was working on so he'd have work to do. So that client fired us too. He was too slow. We layed him off. We have no way to pay the contract firm.
Ummm: I had to buy a new skirt for the job interview ($5 at Good Will), it was a size 14! Before Summer started I was wearing 18/20s. My sister said I looked "really pretty" when she saw me after my interview. OK this has nothing to do with the "crap news," but it was still good news.
Crap: Summer camp at the therapeutic riding school is over. So one less planned activity to keep Bear active and outside.
Good news: We don't have to get up before 7:30am for awhile. No more mucking stalls for 4 hours a day. Bear's caseworker has suggested that he work as a camp counselor at the MHMR program, and he's agreed. So except for getting him there at 9am and picked up at noon, this is good news.
Crap: Still no word from the Sleep Study people for Bear. Results were supposed to be in in 2-3 weeks. He did the study on June 10th. He is crankier than ever because he is still not sleeping. He got into an argument with Ponito and Kitty today. He yelled at them and told them what to do and got furious when Kitty stood up to him even though he made her (and Ponito) cry.
Good news: KITTY STOOD UP TO BEAR!
Crap: Showed Kitty the pictures from Biomom that showed that they were in South Padre.
Good news: Kitty was a little ticked off, but has not had any overt emotional reactions (no meltdowns). I explained (a couple of times) that Texas is huge and just because Biomom was here does not mean she came anywhere near us to get there, and it's almost 7 hours away(although we're in an almost direct line if she came by car which she probably did. Kitty does not need to know that). I think I'm going to respond to Biomom's e-mail asking about it.
3 comments:
Kitty standing up to Bear sounds terrific! A size 14 sounds pretty good too :)
WTG on the size 14 and YAY Kitty for standing up to Bear.
I've got my fingers crossed for you on the other stuff and am saying extra prayers in your direction. I know it isn't much but I hope that it helps some.
Don't ask Biomom about being in Texas; it could be translated as an invitation. Don't ask her anything! You don't want to give the impression that her life is in any way of interest or importance to you.
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