THEN I find out my class schedule has changed. Late in the day. On Friday. Bookstore closes at 4 and class starts at 8 a.m. Monday. AWESOME. Yesterday, for example, I had to go to the post office THREE times because the lady was unable to help me. So I had to come home, purchase the damn postage myself. Oh, did I mention our town was out of internet service for 30 hours? So I had to tether my laptop to my phone. Then when I tried to print the labels, guess what. The mother freaking printer all the sudden decides not to work. By the end of the 40 minute fiasco I had: pulled the pc desk out and unplugged everything from the back because I couldn't figure out which one was the printer USB. Dropped all books of the top of the desk. Knocked over the box of "to shred" papers. And drop kicked a dry erase marker. Hubbs called on his lunch break and I told him it looked like someone turned the desk upside down, shook it, kicked it, put it in a tornado, and put it back crooked, so I'm gonna let you fix it when you get home. Obviously he's not amused. All this, only to find out.... the printer wasn't even plugged in to the back of the pc. It was lying ever so gently behind the printer 6 feet away from my hissy fit. WINNING. So the whole point of this was the wifi for the printer wasn't working. Finally got it fixed.
After the post office I went to the market. The guy in front of my topped the cake. He bought a bunch of shit food, frozen pizzas, chips, corn dogs, you know, healthy stuff. Fills the conveyer belt with shit. THEN has the cashier "go get that $9 bottle of Seagram's vodka. ... No not that one.... Not that one..... Yeah, that one. " Are you ready for the win? Wait for it................... He paid for his well balanced food with FOOD STAMPS. While buys cigs and booze. OMFG! I'm standing here adding up my basket that has only the necessities and he's all willy nilly with his food stamps and buying cigs and booze in the same fracking transaction. See, WIN.
I came home with every intention of closing the blinds and hiding out the rest of the day.But then I get a phone call from the new autism specialist at C's school. So instead of trying to find a time to meet with her in a few weeks, I just skipped my jolly ass over to the school for an impromptu meeting. Finally some good news. They are going to start working on sensitivity training with the other kids in his class. Also, they will be working with C to try to get him to understand why he's different. He knows he "has" Aspergers. But I don't think he's making the connection to what that really means. The lady was so kind and it was refreshing for the day I already was having. A day that just proceeded a screwy week. She has a 25 year old son who has A.S. so she gets it. All in all it was a good meeting.
But then I walked out of the school doors. And more of the "are you f*&!@^g kidding me? went down. Oh well. It's Saturday. Ry had his first sleep over with the neighbor boys, C is going to a birthday party today at his best friends house. I might be canning some more salsa with my mom today and I'm getting ready to drink my first cup of coffee.
Enjoy your weekends! I know I will, last weekend before my life is nothing my textbooks and classes for 70 hours a week until Xmas. Hell, I might even take a nap. ;) Haha. right.
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