Exhausted in Time for the Weekend

Lovely, it’s only Thursday. I finished the first seven of twenty articles due the 7th today so I could get the rest of them to write. The short kid has been having tantrums in an effort to get her way and there are those that believe watching a child is nothing more than laying down and yelling for them as they do what they aren’t supposed to be doing. Lovely indeed.

I’ll end up working through the weekend which is fine I guess but I really wanted to rest. I need to cut grass but I have to get the rest of what I need before I get gas for the lawnmower and I’m surrounded by idiots. This is lovely. I don’t know what I did to attract them but I wish that force would cause them to flock to me would send them hurling into space.

Wednesday my ABA therapist dropped a bomb on me. Her husband joined the military and goes to basic training in a few months. That means that sometime in the future they could be transferred out; this means that we would lose ABA services at that time. (Long story.) In the meantime I would be trying to find time enough to discuss with the aid I want little bit to have in the school system if it would be possible for not only to be her aid but to follow her though the school system.

Well, stress is calling. Have a nice night.

Short Lived Rest

I took a rest this past week to clean the house, read a book or two and have me time. The time to think cleared my head and this morning I opened my email to a job invitation. It’s not exciting but it pays and it’s easy. That is if I can focus long enough to do it. The project shouldn’t take that long once I actually sit down and do it, the problem is sitting still to do it. I seem to work faster and better under pressure so I guess I’ll create some.

I’m not taking my laptop with me to work while we’re in therapy today even though it’s going to be a long afternoon. Instead I am going to read my book. The little one is picked up from school for her first appointment today since it won’t give her time to eat lunch if the bus brings her home. So “Donald’s” as she calls will be providing lunch.

I have other work and some reading to do during the time I have scheduled myself off. Provided I meet my writing goals during my time off I have plenty of time to do everything else. The house still needs more cleaning but I can do it in stages as I throw things out that are no longer of use. I may just donate and sell the junk I don’t want, need, watch or use anymore.

I finally get to catch the laundry up. Who knew that a weekend worth of cleaning and catching up the  laundry would cause the laundry to pile up because I ran out of detergent? A fact that was correct yesterday, now I get to play catch up again. Tide with Febreeze gives me a headache. (Note to self pay more attention, you don’t even like strong perfumes on people.)

Well, I wrote out a couple bills and made the shopping list, now it’s time to get back to work.


I managed to finish my project last night after all. I’m rather happy about that, I never thought I would. It wasn’t difficult to do just not what I’m used to doing. Oh well, now I have a little bit of time to do things I want to do for me while the client looks over the articles to ensure that she doesn’t require any edits to be done.

While they take a look at the articles to determine if they are correct and I wait for funds to be released I am in the yard working. That is when the weather allows. There are still boards to have hauled off from the porch being rebuilt. Actually I need something to put them on to get them to the road; the man that built my porch died before he got to cleanup. I think I can handle that part myself.

We didn’t have OT today; little bit went to every other week. Funny thing is the child she was supposed to be rotating the day with didn’t show up. The therapist thought about the fact we were there anyway after the fact and realized that she could have seen her since they didn’t show up. Oh well, instead of a half hour OT little bit got a half hour to play during which time she discovered the joys of pine straw, read books and hugged a strange child. No the child was not strange only a stranger to her.

While we were gone the first half of the payment for the project I just did were released. That is a good thing, I starting to run low on pull-ups and this obscenely priced gasoline to get the kid to therapy.



Children Can Hold You Hostage

She’s only five years old but she is well aware that she is in charge. She developed a love for PBS kids and she is rather aggressive when she wants it. Time spent not allowing her to have it when she is pushing, shoving and hitting to get it has turned into a nightly promise of before bed. Thirty minutes before bed time she takes over my computer now to play with a curious monkey doing math of her own free will. That is after a day of school, therapy and self imposed learning with a fisher price bicycle or pad that hooks to the television. Getting her away to do her math and writing on paper, that’s a bit trickier.

Finally Free~

She decided that now I am no longer her hostage and I can work, after some discussion of waiting her turn. I got a new project over the weekend that could not have come at a better time and is due the 21st. It is simple and they understand the difficulties of trying to work with small children in tow. I am hoping that since there is only a therapy appointment and an errand today (no school) I can get the majority of this project done to move onto the next and catch up on my neglected blogs.


I am now rested, it would seem that exhaustion got the better of me and all I could focus on where correcting the behaviors. The stress gave me a nice all over back ache that a nice soak in the tub with my spa jets did not entirely relieve. Any idea how hard it is to isolate a single muscle at lower outside of the back when you only have four jets in a garden tub? Oh heavens, I am more spoiled than I thought. I still say I deserve a hot tub, a shot of whiskey 

I meant a glass of wine……..who am I kidding I meant whiskey. I never claimed to be a lady :-P.

Back to Work

Life Goes On

I am back to work. I am reading over things that I have written and writing new things. I am also searching for new Autism treatments to write about. I have one in mind for my little one but there are some other issues to deal with first. I have spent every moment I have free working the last few days.

It brings comfort to me. I have written about the reality of death it may make some upset but it is all true as far as I know. I have a lot more to write about but I am pacing myself. I decided that since I enjoy the diary pages so much I’ll attempt to write one each week in 2012 for a total of 52 new.

I also decided to keep up my other four blogs in addition to this one instead of letting them go. This is going to be fun but I need something to do. I just recently realized I need to finish adding the pages to this one. I’ll get to it hopefully today or tomorrow but I don’t know for sure.

Almost Time for Labs

It is almost time for labs to be done again. We only need a finger prick to check the vitamin d levels this time. That is much easier than the blood draws ever were.  We no longer have the prescription instead a safer alternative was found. That bottle is empty at the moment. I will begin the hunt for supplements shortly that are in my price range. I have to go to the local pharmacy to replace a few of them.

Well, I have a lot of work to do and more pictures to take. I woke up to the rain this morning and it is still dark and overcast outside. The rain and the flash on the camera are creating some interesting affects this morning and I want to get more of them before it stops.