Current Mood: Happy

Well, I went for my interview on Tuesday.  ARGH!  I walked in with everything they said on the website to bring and dressed and prepared to wow them.  They had no record of my appointment.  WHAT?  When I made the appointment via the website it said, “Do not hit this button unless you are confirming your appointment.  I hit the button to confirm.  It told me I had confirmed the appointment, but no, I did not make a copy of the page.  WHAT?  I have to wait two more weeks for an appointment?  I was not a happy camper but I had to be polite right?  Because I want to get a job with them.  It was so unprofessional.  Then when I get back to the school to take care of some PTA stuff I’m talking with the secretary.  They have a 6 week job opening coming up that I would be able to take IF I WAS ON THEIR AVAILABLE LIST…which I am not because I can’t get a stupid interview!  Okay.  Enough, Enough.

DS is competing in a spelling bee this afternoon.  He hasn’t put a lot of time into study.  He’s in another one on Saturday.  He’s a bit anxious.  I told him if he loses what does it matter?  He’s a good speller, he knows it, I know it, his dad knows it, his teacher knows it, his friends know it.  What does it matter if he wins or loses the competition.  It does not change him.  To just go and have fun with it.  I hope he can do that.

I leave you with this thought that was at the end of an email I received.  I liked it.

Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do.

–Steve Jobs

It was an exciting night in our household last night. DS came home from school and asked if a friend of his could join us skating at the school skate night tonight. I said sure. Then about 5 minutes after his mom showed up with him another friend called and wanted to know if we could bring him home. Now this is odd because this kid NEVER wants to skate. He HATES skating. But sure, we’ll bring him home. Why not? I hang up the phone and almost instantly it rings again. Another friend and his brother want to know if they can ride with us. Now this kids mom and dad do a great deal for my son, so absolutely. I have boys coming out of the woodwork.  Within 5 minutes I have a van full of boys and DD.

I set the house alarm, lock the door and close it. My normal routine is to place everything in the front seat of the van that I will need for whatever errand(s) I am preparing to run.  I hop in the van with the boys and DD.  No keys in the seat.  Uh oh!  I know instantly what I have done. No house keys. They are laying on the counter behind that locked door.  Deep breath! Okay. I have my purse and an extra set of van keys in it. We’ll go on to the skate rink and then I’ll take time to think this through and make a plan.

DH is out of town. I know he’s supposed to get home tonight or in the wee morning hours but can’t remember which. I try to call him at his office to see if he’s back. No answer. I call his cell and leave a message. CALL ME! Whaaa! 3o minutes later the phone rings. I ask where are you? I think he says work. (Remember I’m in a skate rink and it’s VERY loud.) I’m relieved. Problem solved. So I begin my story to explain why he needs to be home by 9. He responds, “My plane leaves here at 9!” Uh, he must have said Atlanta? UGH! I tell him I may not be home when he gets here. Not to worry. I’ll be home when we get up as several people had offered their couches and floors to us. I catch both kids teachers and let them know, kids won’t have homework and will be dressed in the same clothes tomorrow because their mom’s not to with it sometimes. As the evening progresses I run into a friend who has a “questionable” reputation. I start thinking of another alternative.

Okay let me back up here. I have access to my garage, tools and in the past have been able to “break” into my house easily via the garage. DH within the last month replaced the door to the house from the garage with a new door that has a kind of hinge that can not be removed without the door being open. Can’t get in that way anymore. I do not know any other way of getting in short of breaking a window or calling a lock smith. Both of which would cost me more that it was worth as DH will be home in the morning.

Okay, so I see this friend at the rink and think to myself, if anyone is able to break in, he would be it. I’m sure he’d have the know how. So I approach him. Sure, he can do it. No problem. So we make plans to meet at the house. I explain, alarm is set, etc. I have two boys to take home first and then will meet him at the house. I get the boys home and while waiting on him I do a check out of the house. I try two areas to no avail. I check the front window and shock, I left it unlocked. It was big enough for DS to fit through. I open it and DS is nowhere to be found. DD finally finds him at neighbors. Alarm is blaring! I shove him through the window to go open the door for me so I can get to keypad to shut off the alarm.  I try to call the alarm company to explain.  Of course I have the wrong number on the keypad since we’ve change companies.  So I wait for them to call me.  10 minutes later….ARGH!  And then they proceed to tell me that they’ve already dispatched a police officer.  He/She never showed so I’m assuming they were able to contact them with the message, false alarm.  I call my other friend who was going to help and let him know he’s already missed all the fun.  It took awhile for the adreneline to subside but then exhaustion.  We all slept well, but woke a bit weary today.  I won’t say it’s gotta be a better day today as I know better.  And after all, it added a little excitment and we were never in danger. 

This is one of those “What in the World?” stories.  While taking the kids to school this morning I heard it on the radio and had to find it online when I got home as I wasn’t sure I heard what I thought I heard.

http://www.local6.com/news/15010493/detail.html

Two men put a dead man in an office chair and wheel him to a check cashing store nearby to cash the dead man’s social security check.  I imagine the scene almost like what you would see on a comedy show.    The dead guy is flopping around in the chair as they wheel him down the street.  They attempted to convince the police officer, who witnessed the scene over lunch at the restaurant next door, that their friend was just sleeping.  Then when the police officer calls their bluff, they act shocked at the fact that their friend is dead. 

What in the world was going through their heads?  And they thought they would actually be able to pull it off?  What some people do for money.  Too funny/scarry!

Funny how you start out with one thing in mind for a specific reason and somewhere along the way everything changes.  Our house is located in a district for a middle school with a very ugly reputation.   Transfers are hard to come by.  Moving is an option, but the housing market is so bad right now that it doesn’t seem likely we would sell in time.

One way is to apply for a magnet program in another school.  The only magnet program offered in our county for middle school students is the International Baccalaureate (IB).  Guess what school hosts the IB program?  The one we are attempting to transfer out of.  Another option is to apply for child care hardships where the child can attend the school in the caregiver’s district.  In order for that to work, I have to go back to work.  I decided to apply as a substitute teacher and go that route.  I had no plan to go back to work at this point in time.  But the more I get into this application process the more excited I am about the prospect of working.  I have all my ducks in a row except for one letter of recommendation that I’m awaiting from a friend.  I started out doing this because I wanted to get my son into another school.  Now I can hardly contain my excitement because I’m goin back to work.  Woowhoo!  I have my interview on Tuesday.  Can’t wait!

I am home!  It always feels so good to be home.  I have actually been home for 5 days.  But this is the first day I’ve had the kids back to school and DH back to work.  I spent the 5 days putting Christmas away, travel stuff away, laundry and cleaning the mess left before we left for the holidays.  I am amazed at how much routine helps too.

Today I have a big list of stuff to do.   I have several calls and appointments to make.  I’m going back to work and need to fill out the paperwork and get papers together for that.  I’m going to substitute teach.  Then I need to get the paperwork together to have DS transferred to another school for middle school.  I’ll have to make a trip to the county office for that but need to schedule an appointment to meet with the principal of the school I’d like to transfer to first.  There are doctor appointments to schedule, dental appointments and my home blessing hour.  And Oh yeah!  I’m starting another online class this morning.  I am taking Adolescent Psych.  My son is fast approaching those years and I  figure I need all the help I can get.  All this before I go pick DS up from school and have lunch with DD.

Today is DS’s birthday.  He is 11!  Argh!  They grow so fast.  I’m going to get him from school at 11 and spend some one on one time with him.   That’s part of his birthday present.  Well I’m off!  I have all of the above stuff to  get done before heading out.

I’m thrilled to be home.  I’ll try to get by and do visits soon.