June 5, 2015

I dozed..and dozed..and dozed….  Didn’t even hear the first alarm (6:30) go off, so by the time I woke the boy it was 7:10.  I was so concerned about the missing of Alarm One, I never made it back to sleep for Alarm Two (8:00), but that’s ok as missing Alarm One gave me extra REM sleep, I suppose, and I felt alive and refreshed.  Even invigorated, dare I say…but the fact the word “day” was prefixed by “Fri” may have had something to do with that.  I checked on Maggie, who slept, and I didn’t want to wake her until we left, at which point I’d give her some medicine.  As I went in to do so, however, she was dressed with hair braided and asked if she could go to school as she felt fine.   “Absolutely!!” I replied and called the school to let them know I’d be sending meds in with Maggie and why, and that we’d be a smidgeon late.  By the time we pulled into campus, however, she felt nauseous and not well, so I eighty-sixed that idea and we headed home.  

After some rest, there were a few things that needed to be done, and Mags wanted some fro-yo as she’s had no food as of yet.  I headed to German Auto Werks to check on Lizzie.  It turns out <and this is another beautiful Vee-Dub story>  that the oil leaking was an actual oil leak: from the bottle in the storage area which had tipped over and was seeping through the car.  But fortunately there is more stuff that demanded service (thanks to the suggestion that I have the exhaust looked at), so Lizzie is gettin’ better  and better.  Drew also told me about getting new reflectors with my cip1 credit and told me I could do that myself.  He also spoke to me for quite a while about the prep and paint job.  He is a really knowledgeable guy and very helpful.

After getting crickets for Violet and fro-yo for Maggie, we headed back home and made some lunched for Ethan since he would be staying later at school to help out.  We made three bags: one with carbs, one with fruit, and one with a meat bowl (bacon bowl filled with (wrapped in plastic) salame).  Then we decorated the bags with glitter and such, since he is in junior high.  Glitter is very important at this phase of a boys life, so I dropped those of at the school and headed to my one o’clock appointment. I have to say that I am suddenly in a world of adults and it is a little intimidating, but with the many talks I had with my parents over the years, I learned enough about making wise decisions and am feeling more and more confident as time goes by.  This CFP is someone my dad would have liked, I think.

 

It was soon time for my client and I hustled home to shovel some leftovers down and headed out.  I used some art therapy this time and it was well received.  Slowly…very slowly, I am getting the hang of the procedures with paperwork.  

As I left, the dark sky was speaking to me, with a West Texas smell and beautiful booming sounds.  I found out Ethan was just leaving school with his friend, rather than having a chance to set up the drum-set at his house, and I felt bad, but we had a lot to get done at home that night before our very early Saturday wake-up.  There was a lot of resistance on his part, initially, but he soon lightened up and we got all out homework finished.  Tomorrow – we dive.

Pictures:  Ethan's lunch sacks; The dark skies before; And after;  Thinking of my dad and West Texas thunderstorms.