I got an email from my principal yesterday. She received a hardship request that would allow DGD, Holly, to attend the school where I work. Wanted to know if Holly was another of my grandkids.
I arranged for Andrew and Steven to transfer to my school because it covers grades 6 through 12. Worked with their teachers to see that they got the accommodations they needed and kept on track all the way through graduation. Last year, DGS, Jake, transferred and began attending. Jake isn’t too much of a challenge. He’s bright and well-liked by his classmates. I see good things in store for him. I just try to keep him on the right track by pushing him to get on the Quick Recall team and the Honor’s team. He likes to cut up a little more than he should but he’s not really a discipline problem. Just a fun-loving and popular kid.
Now, I guess Holly’s mother asked for her to be transferred. Holly is going to be a BIG challenge. She’s a grade behind where she should be and she has some ECE issues. She barely passed last year. I have to be honest and say that I hope she doesn’t embarrass me with my colleagues. Although the twins moved in with us when they started middle school, I’m not going to allow Holly to do that. Surely her mother can raise at least one of her kids. Still, I remember last year when Holly told me that her teacher was soooo nice! She bought her a hairbrush and showed her how to brush her hair and gave her a bag that had shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, a toothbrush and deodorant in it. I asked her if all the other kids got the same things and she smiled at me and said she was the only one!
In fact, Holly called me Friday afternoon and whispered, “Nana, can you come and get me? Mommy and Granny are fighting and I don’t want to be here.”
I could hear them in the background. Tina’s mother screaming at her that she was a “good for nothing, lazy bitch and she was sick of it!” They were really going at it. DIL, Tina, moved in with her mother a couple of months ago and, evidently, Mom is fed up with her. I don’t blame her. She’s a total slob and isn’t working or looking for work.
So, I told Holly to tell her mother she was coming over here to spend the night and I sent DS to get her. Told him to just pull up out front and told Holly to watch for him. She stayed here Friday night and all day Saturday and DS took her home last night. I was shocked at her hours. She fell asleep around 9:00 and then woke up at 3:30 and started watching TV. She was asleep again when I woke up at 8:30 and she slept all day! I started trying to get her up around noon but she just kept rolling over and going back to sleep. She was still asleep at 6:00 when I got her up to go home. Her schedule is a disaster. She told me she usually goes to bed around 1:00 and sleeps for a couple of hours and then gets up for a while and then goes back to bed and sleeps all day.
School starts in a week. One of Holly’s biggest problems is that she misses a lot of school. Same as the twins when I took them in. She doesn’t like school and will whine until DIL lets her stay home. I had originally planned to pick up the twins on my way to school each morning but, after showing up to pick them up and finding DIL and the twins still asleep three times in the first week, I suggested they just stay with me during the week and go home on the weekends. Of course, they never went home.
I told my principal she was my granddaughter and she’s going to approve the transfer. I’ll keep tabs on her through her teachers and see that she gets the help she needs but I am NOT going to let her move in with me. I’ve already decided that if comes down to it, I’ll ask the courts for custody and her parents can pay for her support. I raised Andrew and Steven for them and never asked for a dime. When DIL claimed them on her taxes last year and kept the money, it was the last straw. In fact, I found out that DIL is still claiming them and getting food stamps for herself, Holly, and both the boys. I’m sure she’s getting other support as well.
Ugghhh…I’m sounding nasty again and I’m trying to be more upbeat.
So…tomorrow, I have to go to my school retreat at General Butler State Park. I’ll make the best choices I can but last year’s food was pretty bad. Danish and doughnuts, juice and coffee for breakfast, sandwiches, potato salad and chips for lunch and dinner was a catered affair of fried chicken, fried fish, mashed potatoes, green beans and rolls. I remember actually trying to eat well and wondering why they hadn’t made any arrangements for staff who might be diabetic or dieting. I always pay the difference to have my own room instead of sharing a room with another teacher. Sixty year old women do not share rooms. At least, this one doesn’t. I’d prefer to keep my snoring and hourly bathroom visits to myself.
I did my laps in the pool yesterday. It was a stressful day and I didn’t feel like doing them but I did anyway. The ROTC program at school owns a covered trailer that is stored at the school in a fenced and locked area and I’m going to ask to borrow it next weekend. I plan to move all Steven’s stuff into it so it will be ready to go on the 21st when he leaves for WKU. I can’t wait to get all his stuff out of my workout room and get to my treadmill!
We picked a cantalope, two red tomatoes, more zucchini, yellow squash, jalapenos and other assorted peppers and a bunch of corn from the garden yesterday. I discovered that we have tomato blight and had to treat for it. That’s going to affect the crop but we should still do pretty good. I didn’t plant melons but this year’s garden goes right over the top of last year’s compost pile. We had a bunch of volunteer melons sprout and it’s been interesting. Last year, a produce market went out of business and they were selling all these exotic melons for $1.00 each to get rid of them. I bought 15 different melons. I got crenshaw, cantelopes, casabas, Santa Clauses, honeydews, Persians, and a bunch of other kinds. We now have a pretty large spread of melons winding their way through the garden and into the surrounding area. I’ve counted 40 different melons in various stages of growth. If I’d known how large the plants would get, I’m not sure I would have allowed them to grow but, at this point, I’m going to let them go and reap the rewards. Maybe we’ll do a separate melon patch next year. I have to move the vines almost daily and watch every step in the garden to keep from stepping on melons. I’ve got them running between and up the rows of corn and between all the other plants in the areas I left for moving between the rows. There are all kinds of little melons growing and, it appears that there are at least a half dozen different kinds. Interesting, to say the least.
I’m working on clothes today. After a summer of capris and tee shirts, it’s time to get my work clothes together. Not that I have a lot to work with…
12:45 Update - Just read Delita’s post and found it to be thought provoking and inspirational. It’s not really about getting on track. Not about having a perfect day or eating healthy or any of the stuff I usually count as being a good thing. It’s all about doing it consistently and staying on track. STAYING ON TRACK!
It’s difficult. Every day seems to bring it’s own challenges. School is such a handicap because I let it throw me off track so often. Off track enough and you might as well not even board the train. For example, I’m thinking about the retreat and I was trying to figure out how I could avoid eating the stuff I know they’re going to provide. I don’t have a fridge in my hotel room and, being in a state park is not the kind of place where I can run out and get something else. So, I asked myself, what can I do about it? Don’t be disappointed in me…I decided that I couldn’t really do much without access to a kitchen, stove, or fridge. Not even a microwave for two days. BUT, as soon as this retreat is over, I’m going to try to aim for staying on track and not letting circumstances dictate the food I eat and the exercise I get. I’m going to work on a plan at the retreat that will aid me in getting where I want to go by the time I go to Hawaii.
So, I can control what happens today and I’m aiming for a perfect day of being on track. Heading to the pool to do 100 laps. I may not be able to do much about Monday and Tuesday but I can certainly hop on board today.