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Monday Monday
Oct. 4th, 2010 03:54 pmI am determined to not obsess about having gotten one (really wonderful, but still only one) person's feedback to one of my stories, and none to the other. It bugs me much less than it would have in the past, and realizing that makes the lack of attention almost worthwhile. (See? Not obsessing.)
I earned so many Responsible Adult/Parent Points over the weekend I'm still chuffed - you know, those pats on the back you give yourself that you can actually handle this Grownup thing. I cleaned off the kitchen table, desk, and counter. (For as often as those surfaces get cluttered up, I should install force fields on them or something.) The Emperor and I worked on pasting party info in his birthday invitations. I achieved Halloween decoration level 1 (tablecloth, flags out front, gel clings on the windows, and door decorations), and the Halloween tote is ready to be decanted for levels 2 and 3. I had sushi with friends, pushed the husband to take the Emperor to the Vet Clinic Open House to see animals, and then whisked the Emperor off to a local author reading at a library, and then went to the other big library to get Scooby-Doo books. While he read those to himself back at home and the husband waved me off, I did the grocery shopping. Later that night, I finished up the invites, addressed them, finished the other paperwork due for kindergarten today and got it all in his bag ready for this morning. Whew!
Tomorrow the husband and I are meeting with the Emperor's teacher to map out a plan for how to steer him on the Path of Good Days. It would be lovely to hear that he's been awesome, but I'm not expecting that to be the case. Then next week we meet the Building Intervention person. Then we enter the holiday whirlwind, starting with the Emperor's birthday (he's going to be six! How did that ever happen?), and proceeding right into me being the designated social coordinator and therefore bad guy for snubbing one side of the family or the other. Some things you can never win.
No wonder time is flying by so fast!
I earned so many Responsible Adult/Parent Points over the weekend I'm still chuffed - you know, those pats on the back you give yourself that you can actually handle this Grownup thing. I cleaned off the kitchen table, desk, and counter. (For as often as those surfaces get cluttered up, I should install force fields on them or something.) The Emperor and I worked on pasting party info in his birthday invitations. I achieved Halloween decoration level 1 (tablecloth, flags out front, gel clings on the windows, and door decorations), and the Halloween tote is ready to be decanted for levels 2 and 3. I had sushi with friends, pushed the husband to take the Emperor to the Vet Clinic Open House to see animals, and then whisked the Emperor off to a local author reading at a library, and then went to the other big library to get Scooby-Doo books. While he read those to himself back at home and the husband waved me off, I did the grocery shopping. Later that night, I finished up the invites, addressed them, finished the other paperwork due for kindergarten today and got it all in his bag ready for this morning. Whew!
Tomorrow the husband and I are meeting with the Emperor's teacher to map out a plan for how to steer him on the Path of Good Days. It would be lovely to hear that he's been awesome, but I'm not expecting that to be the case. Then next week we meet the Building Intervention person. Then we enter the holiday whirlwind, starting with the Emperor's birthday (he's going to be six! How did that ever happen?), and proceeding right into me being the designated social coordinator and therefore bad guy for snubbing one side of the family or the other. Some things you can never win.
No wonder time is flying by so fast!
