Figuring it Out

Theresa has a test that I can't pay for that I have to get. She's being good today just sitting in the bed with me. That means she forgives me for going to the store without her yesterday. It's rather unusual for me to go without her but my back was hurting something awful.

I've been trying to move for a couple years now but it's not going to happen anytime soon. I really wish that I could afford to move now. I'm not coping well with all the repairs that have to be done. I hate it here but I'm stuck here. I lost my flash drive and I really need it. I can't work without it because I don't have enough space on my computer. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Memorial Day Means the End of School

Today we celebrate all those that gave all they had to ensure our freedom. Today for me also means that there is only one day of preschool left for my little one this year. There is no summer speech for Theresa this year from the school. The speech therapist sent home a speech packet and the teacher sent home some a packet with worksheets and mini books to make in it. That should do us about a week before I'm back to printing out my own for her.

One of her three therapists (she has five during the school year) that see her year round is a half page behind because she doesn't listen if she's in a hurry. I gave her some of the worksheets and she copied them after saying something about so I could do them at home. I'm pretty sure she doesn't realize I have my own pages to go over with the child and I was trying to get her to focus more on academics than teaching my child to be a mimicking monkey. My biggest pet peeve is that people usually don't ask they just assume that if it's something they would let their child have then your child can have it too.

I have to work, watch the kid, take her to therapy and some how keep my house from looking like the city dump. I may be behind on more than one of those fronts. My other half is off for the summer and supposed to be finding a job to make it through it. I'm really hoping that he is going to find one because with the blows to my income we're going to need him to have a job year round to take the sting out of it.

Changing the therapy schedule

Friday's we now start our weekend later. We now have speech at 11:30 instead of 9:30 in the morning. That gives us two extra hours before we leave in the mornings. It just means that I won't get to start my weekends until 12:30 on Friday mornings. If I get up early enough I can do a load of laundry to hang out before we go.

I just made the mistake of letting Theresa do "S" by herself, when she finished she threw the sheets. Now she's having a screaming fit that only she understands. I think that she's telling herself "good job." Or at least she was until I gave her some paper with glue on it and an old container filled with dried peas to glue on it.

I'm already tired. I have managed to add about a paragraph to each of the articles that I was writing. I really wish that I had more time to work, and this summer I might.

Finances are going to be a little bit tighter from now on, until I can get back on track with the writing and submitting articles to various places.

A sick child is a hyper child......

once they start to feel better. At least mine is. The pizza she split with her daddy for breakfast didn't agree with her. So she got a bath and a change of clothes, my kitchen floor and part of my carpet got a bath too. A couple of my towels got thrown away and I got to take a shower and change clothes in the middle of the day. So far she hasn't seemed to notice that she didn't have therapy today. I never realized it before but as much as I enjoy those days when I don't have to go anywhere, they are the days that make me the tiredest.

I've done three loads of laundry, working on folding that now and re-hanging the ones that are still damp b/c I put them too close together on the line. I was running out of clothes pins. I did dishes and made lunch. Now I get to do dishes again, they're soaking in the sink as I type and enjoy a pot of coffee to stay awake. It's not helping but I like the taste. I've got to refill my sugar container now.

I got a call from the clinic where Theresa gets therapy this afternoon. The next time we go up there (hopefully tomorrow) I can pick up an application for a grant to go to a two day Autism conference. I want to go but it's awful early in the morning and I don't have child care. There isn't anyone I really care to leave Theresa with either.

The highpoint, at the end of the week it's supposed to be 79! That'll be a relief to me, I'm hot already. I don't want winter to come back though.

Finally Friday!

It's Friday night and I get to pretend to rest for the next two days! I saw pretend because I have to attempt to get some writing done and submitted to various sites. I hope to cram about a week's worth of articles into two days, at least the initial writing and a couple edits. At least that's what I hope to do but lately no one wants to co-operate so that I can get any work done. I've been doing editorials all week, I even published a couple so that I could say I did something. I got one article accepted by Constant Content and I'm happy with that, now to figure out what to write next for them.

Theresa has decided to wear a bandanna on her head, it seems to calm her. She's rather hyper so I'm reconsidering my decision to leave her off of her special and restrictive diet. It helps with the behaviors and I want her to calm down a little. Not much, she'll get too silent but a little less of the running through the house making my nerves jump would be nice.

The leaky faucet on the bathtub in the master bathroom is fixed. Now for hubby to get under the house and  fix that pipe once and for all. That'll help with the utility bill a lot once the well pump stops shutting on and off. Now to get the duct work fixed so that we can have air conditioning without an outrageous bill this summer.

I made more laundry soap today. I made it double concentrated because my washing machine isn't doing it's job. I used the powder version this morning and it cleaned a little bit better but I prefer the liquid because it dissolves better in the water.

Progress!!

Theresa has had a rather good week despite the fact that we're both exhausted. She wrote the letter "S" correctly this week! We've spent months drilling that particular letter because of her tendency to write it backwards. She was in ABA and they were working on getting her to do what they did. The little sneak did it on the first try because she didn't think I was watching. I caught her singing along with the radio too!

Ok that's all of the little one, for now. I'm learning to work my new camcorder so I have proof she's doing cute stuff.

No therapy today

We didn't have speech yesterday and we won't be having it today. The therapist has a family emergency of her own to deal with, she deserves time off but I do wish it was under better circumstances. Theresa is behaving well for her age today.

We've only had one accident in the area of potty training so far today. When she did it she came to me screaming "paper towel, paper towel" she wanted to clean up the mess she had just made. That's a good sign even though she didn't tell me that she had to use the potty; it's an acknowledgement that she was wet. That's an awesome sign.

I spent a few hours picking her toys up last night just to find my living room floor in order to vacuum it. Guess what she's now in the process of undoing everything that I picked up. I'll be cleaning the kitchen a bit and baking homemade bread today. I'll be squeezing in a little more work too because I don't have a choice.