Singing the Sky

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Wow. Adjusting to being back on the school schedule took a bite out of me this week. I don’t know why it is so easy to adjust to staying up until two in the morning but so difficult to adjust to getting up at six, even though I have done this for years. Go figure.

After Monday, the week has been easy. I, now having new powers, suspended three who wanted to be suspended, and had a nice, relaxing week after that.

Sage cracks me up. One of the things I decided to do during the break was organize this minicule apartment and get rid of stuff. I am still going strong in this area. I was organizing my jewelry box, and lamenting how my necklaces were always getting tangled, when my little interior decorater had this fine idea:

He did it himself. I think it looks cool, and now I wear necklaces, having previously not been able to see or unravel them.

I ordered a Clare Weekes book, Agoraphobia, from half.com. It is no longer in print, but it should be. I think it will help a lot. The whole idea seems to be to accept that you will feel like shit while driving, etc., but do it anyway, knowing that the symptoms won’t hurt you. She described my nervous reactions perfectly, which was impressive. I have always known that “normal” people didn’t feel this way, but not exactly how.

Sky just told me a couple of days ago that the police paraded him through the crowded school cafeteria cuffed that day he was arrested. I am, of course, furious. The whole house arrest thing continues to be a pain in the ass. No court date has been set yet. Ack. To further punish my son, I am taking the family to see A Night in the Museum. He is not thrilled.

As you may have noticed, I ditched the whole “Younger Son”, “Older Son” thing. I realized that if anyone Googled their names, they would not get this blog. Not even if they searched for both of them at the same time. They will just end up here. Pretty nice yarn, eh?

I am trying to Decide What To Do With My Life. I am looking at two options right now. Try to fix the super-duper fixer upper and commit to working for the school district until I have a better idea, or apply with International School Services and land a job with them in a year or two. I looked at a position in Budapest at an American school that pays 40K USD, gives a $1000 housing/utlitities allowance (plus $300 extra per dependent!?!), pays all airfare, a relocation fee, benefits, summers off, etc. and free tuition for the dependent child. From what I hear, American schools overseas are pretty good, and I think it could be a good thing for both myself and Sage. Although I’m sure all of the jobs can’t be that good! Anyway, just thinking about stuff…As my mother so helpfully pointed out, it would be nice to feel comfortable driving to the lake first. I replied that I would rather go to Europe than the lake. So there.

The house I want to buy has totally intimidated my best supporter, a man at work who has built his own house, bit by bit, in order to stay out of debt. After looking at it, he thinks it will be “a lot of work, something that would make me think twice”. Sigh. I have to listen to him, as he totally knows what he is talking about. I am tossing about different options, such as buying a used trailer and living in that for a couple of years while rent-free, I pay others to fix the house. A thought. If it wasn’t for the problem of me having to have air-conditioning, I’d be willing to try living off-grid. But I am a wimp. I can’t hack it in this Texas heat.

I’m sure I’ll be able to post more coherently after about twelve hours of sleep. I’m off to visit folks now!

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