I’ve just gotten off the phone with a friend who was asking if I’d be using or be interested in selling a science text book we have. She wanted to know if we’d be using it for Sugar Bug when she gets old enough. I told I was still thinking about sending Sweet Pea to the co-op class that’s starting in a couple of weeks, which would use the book. Problem: no money to sign her up, or pay the class fees. She’s a good friend, and would probably let me make installments over the semester, all I’d have to do is prob’ly ask.
There’s a history/Lit/Bible class also offered. It would be worth 3 high school credits, which Sweet Pea needs to have. She wants to go to MSU and go through their Veterinary Medicine program and, well.. be a vet. She loves animals, but thinks she wants to take care of large ones– horses, hippos, elephants, giraffe. I think she’d cry just as much as any family to have to put a sick or injured animal down.
Sonny Boy has been tolerant of his parents of late. He’s convinced we’ve screwed up his life, which isn’t entirely true. We (read: I, me) have made some mistrakes with parenting and schooling decisions, and they can’t be undone. I need to sit with him, have a long talk and ask for his forgiveness.
I was trying to work hard at getting caught up on a lot of housework that’s been pushed aside for a very long time when I got that call. I decided to take a break, grab some lunch and write. Only I haven’t eaten yet. I think I’m actually making progress– with the housework, but I’m not nearly done. I’ve decided to save laundry folding for later tonight, after sunset, so I can do it and listen/watch some TV. I’ve got stacks of books that need to be sorted and re-organized into subjects. That may be a good job for tomorrow, after my walk.
Tomorrow is my next long (group) training day. We have 14 miles on the agenda, but I may do 16. Last week was supposed to be 16, but I didn’t see that until after I was home, showered and ready to devour a side of beef. I wasn’t going to go back out to finish those last 2 miles. I’ve realized the marathon is just 7 weeks away now! I have fundraising to do still– almost $1500. Any takers!?! No? well, how about $30 or $50? As much as I’d love for an anonymous stranger to just 15 Benjamin’s into my lap, I know that’s not realistic– well, as realistic as winning tonight’s Mega Millions $134 Million jackpot.
So, to recap, I’ve decided: A) Sweet Pea should take the co-op classes. I’ll have to find the money from somewhere. B) I need to talk to my son, really talk to him and apologize for not being the parent he needed. C) Fold laundry during Numb3rs tonight D) Go eat some lunch, then scrub the kitchen floor. E) Resist the urge to spend $1 on the voluntary tax that is the Michigan lottery.
Must dash off now, hunger beckons, and the cookies are screaming Eat me! so I better find something healthier than that.