I can see all obstacles in my way...

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It's Friday the 13th. I am ensconced at a table at Barnes & Noble, trying to write and relax without the distraction of my tv, naps, my cat, etc. The only problem is that now I am distracted by the overwhelming urge to buy a book. Oh, well. At least I'm not falling victim to my couch and today's episode of The Young and the Restless, as I am wont to do when I'm home. So we'll call it a wash. 

PJ eating a pizza he made himself at
his buddy Gabi's birthday party! 
I fled here in search of coffee and relaxation after an emotional week. It started with a meeting at PJ's school to talk about his placement for next year when he begins kindergarten. He is in a transitional year, so there will be re-evaluations and decisions made and his school situation could look very different next year should we choose to stay where we are now. Pete and I know what we would like for PJ as his parents, and we know what the schools have to offer. There could be any number of outcomes after he has completed his evaluations, but in the meantime it is a stressful guessing game, and the results could have us scrambling to move and get PJ in a new school district by the end of the summer. 

This was also the week that PJ's ABA therapy was scheduled to start again. After a poor experience with our first provider and the usual amount of insurance bullshit that comes with anything that has to do with securing treatment for PJ, it had been a long road to get to the point that we were ready to get started again. So, of course, a phone call came on Thursday morning, a few hours before his therapist was to arrive, alerting us to an insurance "glitch" that would delay our first visit. Just as I was hanging up the phone, Pete walked in to tell me our toilet was clogged. 


I burst into tears, of course. I mean, seriously? Between the metaphorical crap and the actual crap, I was up to my neck in it. So I indulged in a good cry, drank a cup of coffee, and rebounded to make some phone calls and get to the bottom of things. Thankfully, the insurance issue was resolved and we are back on track for next week. For now. 

I am a person that is full of contraries. I don't mind the chaos of a messy house, but I hate the chaos of a messy schedule. Not being able to plan, and plan well ahead, does not go over well with my fragile little psyche. So when things like PJ's schooling and therapy schedules are open-ended and up in the air, it makes me crazy (or, rather, crazier). I am not unlike my son in that I don't deal well with transitions. I like to know about them far in advance. When the plan are about my son, I want to see it all in front of me for miles, the good, bad, and the ugly. 

For now, though, it's all out of my hands. The plan is to relax and enjoy the weekend and try to stay out of my own head. Pete is working all weekend so it's just the Boy and I left to our own devices. I think we'll try to find some adventures wherever we can.

Wishing you an adventurous weekend! 

1 comment

Amethyst said...

Hm, no surprise there. I could never get nay work done in a bookstore.