The past several days have been filled with things I had to do. Today is filled with things I’d like to do. First off though I have to do a couple of have to dos. Such as finally putting away that pile of Halloween crap. After Halloween I just piled all the decorations and stuff in the corner of the living room, since it had been raining I hadnt gotten the tote out of the storage shed… but since then the tote has been sitting there as well.

We need (want) to get started on a couple of projects for presents this year. I know my daughter and I plan on making all the women folk some kind of jewerly and we’d like to go to Micheals later today to get a few things. I’ve also got a plan for a Thanksgiving gift to give the the in-laws and we need to get things for that. Both  my MIL and SIL love snowmen so I was thinking the kids and I could make them each a snowman couple to give to them on Thanksgiving that they’d have to keep for all their future Christmases.

So shopping might be in order today. But one thing I’d really like to do over the weekend is to drag all my Christmas crap inside so I can go through it, pack up everything I havent used in a while and give it all to my mom as a donation to their Christmas Bazzar that they’re having next weekend. The money they make goes to plan future events at their recreation hall. Which is nice but I’m mostly doing it just to get rid of stuff. I am tired of draggin in 17 totes but only really using 7 of them.

Then pack them all back up neatly and put them back in the shed until after Thanksgiving. Maybe if we can get that done today I could shampoo my carpets tomorrow before the holidays that would be awesome. So I’ve got things to do, places to go (Micheals and target I’ve missed you both so much) and stuff to try… I need to get moving.

My last post… it has to be pms. It just has to be!

IDV@ isn’t bad at all. I make it sound so horrible. I think after putting in a full 8 hours with my husband at too damn early in the morning with too damn little sleep might have made me a tad moody. I did have to laugh though when I reccieved two more emails from my son’s “teacher”, just moments ago. We’re supposed to have a class meet-up at the local Bowling Alley tomorrow at 10am. I should go, really should go. This would give me a chance to meet her and see if she’s just not getting my emails or whatever.

But, no I’m not going to go.

Please don’t tell my MIL, my Mom or my friend, Lani.

I like the kids’ school stuff I really do but next year I will not be part of IDV@ if I can help it. We will still follow the k12.com curriculum but I will purchase it myself so I am not following anyone’s rules but my own. It will run us a total of about a $1,000 but it will be worth it. I’ll just buy it as soon as I get the income tax return that way I know we’ve got it paid for.

I get these emails constantly from the IDV@ staff, they tell us about things to do in our area and things were are supposed to do. Last week on Monday night at 11pm I get an email from my son’s “teacher” that all parents need to attend the 10am meeting tomorrow. One days notice, not even a full days notice.

Then today I get an email that my daughter is to attend a mandatory veterans day “thing” at 11am tomorrow. As if I don’t have my own schedule, they think it is perfectly ok email me the night before and tell me I have to be there. Frick them! So tomorrow my daughter is supposed to have a 9, 10 and 1 meeting and now they add on an 11 as well. When the frick is she supposed to do the actual work?

Then I’ve been emailing my son’s “teacher” for the past week. I’ve sent her no less than 3 emails and she hasn’t returned one of them. She also did the night before bullshit but we had a dentist appointment so we didn’t show up. What the hell am I supposed to do? I put the word “teacher” in quotes because she isn’t teaching him shit, I am teaching it. She just makes sure he’s doing his work and he’s on track and IF we have problems she’s supposed to help us.

Right about now IDV@ can go suck a duck!

My son, he is my little man and I love him dearly but dear Lord he will be the death of me. He stresses me out and makes me so angry I cannot explain my feeling and thoughts. We did school today instead of tomorrow because my husband wants/needs my help at work. My son never really knows what day it is more often than not so we didn’t tell him it was Sunday. We’ve been playing catch up since he started home schooling. We needed to be 32% done with our lessons on Friday to be done with school by May 31st. He needs to be 90%-100% done with all his lessons by May 31st in order to move up to the next grade level. Since we started almost three weeks late into the school season with home school we had assignments to make up (keep in mind we are 50+ hours behind the kids who started on time and about 12% behind them as well.)

He is good at math and much of it was review so I had been adding extra math to each lesson to move us forward, so he was right on 32% complete. So Thursday I we didn’t do any math, we did two language class, three History classes and two science classes. By the end of Thursday we were only 20 hours behind and had 32% complete in both Math and Science and we were at 30% in History. Language is a 2 hour period each day so we were only 24% there on Thursday. We are in the low 20% range in both music and art but I figure those aren’t core subjects so we can catch up with them once we get the core subjects done.

Today after finishing up we are 32% complete in all three, Math, History and Science. We are 27% in Language, 26% in music and 25% in art. Seeing those numbers in my dashboard sure helped me see the end of trying to catch up. I think once we are where we are supposed to be it won’t feel as pressured. I hate being behind and I hate playing catch-up. We did a couple of History lessons today to get us to our 32% and I swear I read them all two or three times to him to get it to sink in. I’d read it, do the review to see if he was listening and he wouldn’t know the answers. This drives me nuts. If you listen and hear the words coming out of my mouth, I am giving you all the answers, little man!

I know that I had done too many history lessons all at once and it just got monotonous. He was just tuning me out. But we finally made it through the fall of the Roman Empire and I am happy we’re moving on. I enjoyed the brief few lessons about Christianity and the Crucifixion of Jesus. I know it is a good lesson when my daughter stops what she’s doing to listen to his class.

We’ve got school pictures to get this Friday. We’re meeting up at the local Library with Life Touch photographers and other IDV@ kids and parents for pictures and fun. They’ll have cookies and milk (hehe) plus we’ll get to meet my son’s “teacher” and possibly some of my daughters too. They get their pictures put on school ID cards which will get them discounts off some stuff we’ll probably never use and my daughter will be in the High School Yearbook. This is the first year IDVA will have a Senior Class Graduation so the Yearbook is also a new addition. I’ve been trying to talk my daughter into submitting a few articles for the book but so far she isn’t jumping.

Otherwise things are just things. I’m still looking for my place. I’ve got the groove down but I still kind of feel like I’m just treading water and if I stop for long I’ll drown. I guess it’s a good sign that I don’t want to drown. I’m frustrated with “stuff” and I’m feeling very unappreciated. Being a wife and mother is a tough job which gets little to no positive feedback, then you add on teacher and damn they might as well just kick me real hard. It’s just a matter of time before the kids get the “I’m going crazy and you children are the cause” rant lecture. Just another day….

Then I look ahead and I see ……. Christmas. No, I’m going to just close my eyes and take deep breaths. This too shall pass.

I never write anymore. Doesn’t that seem weird to you? I got tired of posting about my daily life, the run down. I had gotten so used to sitting down every evening and writing out my day. How boring and who wants to remember that crap years later anyway? So when I wasn’t posting about my daily life… I had nothing to say? I lost my words?

I don’t know.

On the way to Karate I saw a big black lab ripped apart on the side of the road. I was hoping it was just a Halloween decoration (a really good one.) I couldn’t get the image out of my head. I saw actual guts from this dog. Without even thinking I said Oh My God out loud which of course caught my daughter’s attention. I told her without much detail what I saw. It took a lot of willpower not to cry.

On the way home, we both saw it. This poor dog was sprawled out on his back and was almost literally ripped in half. His legs were flopped open as if he was waiting for a belly rub, except his insides were exposed. I was enraged and again fought back the tears. My sweet daughter on the other hand could not contain her tears. The person who hit this dog did not bother to stop in any way shape or form. This dog was laying at the end of some one’s drive on a fairy busy road.

As a child my parents often would sheild me from seeing any dead animals on the road because I too would be in tears and would be inconsolable for the majority of the day. It breaks my heart to see animals just run over as if they are nothing.  It hurts my soul to see people be careless with their pets or be careless with somoene else’s pet. I called the animal shelter when I got home and reported it. I wanted them to go as soon as possible because I fear there might be other children who will see this animal.

My only consoling thought… it couldnt have suffered. It had to be instant death.

Today is our nineteenth wedding anniversary. Twenty-one years ago I met this man which whom I have spent the past years with. Some good, some bad, but all worth it. We aren’t doing anything per usual. We’ve never done anything. Not because I prefer not to but because he prefers not to. In fact we didn’t even mention it until I called him this morning and wished him a happy anniversary. I won’t be seeing him until after Karate which means I won’t see him until after 7pm.

Took my son out yesterday to get his Halloween costume. My daughter will not be trick or treating this year, although she could without anyone having issues because she’s still tiny, like me. But she’d rather not, so she’ll probably just walk with her brother and I. My son is going as a glow in the dark skeleton this year. He orginally wanted to make a costume like he did last year but I talked him out of it. Then he decided he wanted to be a mummy but after seeing the skeleton in the ads in the Sunday paper he decided that was the one for him.

I think that’s all there will be today….  I’m tired, I have a headache, my house isnt clean, there is a project my son wants to do with me and we still have karate so I need to motive myself.

I screwed something up. I changed a link somewhere and then it was automatically redirecting my mrsgroovy.com to my mrsgroovy.wordpress.com account and I couldnt log into this account. I spent an entire day looking for what I did. So then I just deleted the whole mrsgroovy.com site. But during that process I somehow screwed up the itsjustme.org site. I couldnt bear to lose that stuff. So I posted on a couple of sites and asked for help… and I emailed the author, Lisa Sabin-Wilson, of “Wordpress for Dummies” who I just so happen to read her blog. She actually took the time to reply to me and gave me a couple of suggestions and I was able to restore itsjustme and then I reinstalled mrsgroovy. How amazingly cool of her to do that.