Kevin is home full time now. I’m both thrilled and … not. Not because he’s getting on my nerves or bugs me every five minutes, oh contrare, the man has actually been pretty busy. He’s still answering calls, submitting reports, having meetings with his boss and dealing with last minute moving.
No. I’m weirded out with him being home because I’m quite used to having the house completely to myself. I’ve had it for seven (I can’t believe I’ve been home for SEVEN years now) long years and I’m having a problem sharing my quiet space with my best friend.
And I’m finding it really difficult to write with him around. But that’s really nothing new, I’ve always had to have it completely silent whenever I wrote anything.
Like now. Kevin went to meet with an investment guy and now that I have the house to myself? I can suddenly concentrate and write something.
What can I say? I’m easily distracted.
Financially, we’re okay. Kevin got paid up front and we don’t have a lot of bills, so we’re good. I think the weirdest part of this whole liquidating the company thing has been the fact that he doesn’t receive checks anymore but is still expected to put in so much time. (He puts in more, but we won’t split hairs).
I have no idea what’s going to happen with our job situation. I’m MORE than ready to go back to work and will, probably some time this summer. Kevin and I talked about it and we thought it would be best to put off seriously looking for something until we get back from our trip in July.
Unless something comes along. We’re keeping our options open. So for now, I’m looking at this time that Kevin and I have with each other as a trial period for when the boys move out and it’ll just be him and me once again.
I see a lot of adjustments in my future.
The boys’ schedules are whacked. Dude ended up having American Civil War again instead of P.E., so we had to contact his counselor, who was off on spring break, so Dude went to school yesterday really not knowing where he was supposed to go. Luckily, his counselor was on top of it and had a new schedule for him to pick up in his first period class.
He has Team Sports.
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Dude LOATHES sports. Just ABHORS them. When his counselor emailed me yesterday and told me that that was the only class available, I felt sure Dude would have a coronary. I thought he would want out of that class like *snap* that. But I was determined not to give him my opinion, I was curious to see what Dude would say. After all, I personally don’t care what the boy takes, as long as he gets his last P.E. credit in before he graduates. (Isn’t P.E. so stupid?? I don’t know why it’s required to begin with).
When Dude got into the car yesterday afternoon, I cautiously asked him how it went.
“Did you know where to go for second period?”
“Yeah. Mrs. Miller had a new schedule ready for me.”
“What did you end up with?” (I’m the master at playing dumb).
“Oh.” I couldn’t tell by his face how he felt about that, so, I asked him.
He shrugged. “Okay, I guess.”
Well alrighty then. I guess he’s going to go ahead and go through with it. It’ll be interesting to see how he handles the competition. I’m not overly worried about his coordination, but I am a little worried about how he’ll take it when his team loses. He’s a sore loser. As in MAJORLY sore loser.
I’m hoping this class will be good for him.
Dude had scheduled to take an Economics class next year, but unbeknown to us, it was an honors class. He could have taken it, and in fact, I encouraged him, but he ultimately decided that it was too much work (he’d have to read a book over the summer and prepare a Power Point presentation) so he changed it to Psychology. Now I’m not a big Psychology sort of person, but it IS interesting (I had it in college) so I thought Dude would find it interesting, but alas, the class is full so we’re stuck at square one trying to find another class he can take that he’s halfway interested in. I’m not making any recommendations – this choice is completely up to Dude. But I AM curious to find out what he picks.
Oh, and he has Computer Programming this quarter. He’s going to learn some Java and when we asked him questions about it last night, he looked sort of excited. I think he’s going to enjoy this class. (He has Jazz’s Math teacher – which is neither here nor there, but I thought it was cute listening to the boys exchange opinions on the teacher).
Jazz and I talked about his schedule last night. Since he has Jazz Band, it sort of eats away a couple of elective classes that he would have taken instead, so we’re looking at some summer classes. His counselor suggested he NOT take a core class, those are really reserved for the students who didn’t pass during the regular school year, and suggested he take P.E. instead. We thought this was an excellent idea because he could get his P.E. course out of the way and not have homework to deal with during the summer months.
So, he is planning on taking one P.E. class this summer, and his last P.E. class next summer. That will free up one quarter that he can use toward a practical elective class that will be way more fun than P.E. would have been. Not to mention, summer classes are one month as opposed to three so …
I’ve now sold 46 books from my Amazon book store.
I am DIGGING this book store gig. Are you kidding me?? Working with books AND getting paid?
I will be adding more books from my book shelf as well as some books the boys don’t want anymore, if you’re interested. In addition, the library book sale is coming up at the end of April, which I’ll be haunting for more books to sell. I paid a membership fee so I’ll have first dibs on the selection. I can’t wait to hit that book sale!!
Kevin and I found some tile that we liked for our back splash. We were hoping to have it up before this weekend, but no such luck. The guy is scheduled to come out April 5th. I can’t wait to get that done because then we can choose our paint AND THEN we’ll nearly be done with this project.
Kevin and I look a little like Laurel and Hardy in the kitchen – we’re both scared to cook on our new stove top because we don’t want to mess it up. HA! We’re getting used to everything though …
Oh. I ran the dishwasher for the first time the other night. It took THREE HOURS to run it’s course. I was stunned.
Three hours for one load of dishes?!?! I thought this thing was supposed to be energy efficient. How in the world is running this thing for three hours more efficient?
I have to say, though, we probably had some of the cleanest dishes in the city that night.
Apparently, the more options you choose, the longer the cycle. So the next time I run the dishwasher? I’m choosing like one option which will reduce the cycle time to thirty minutes. Which is more like it.
Three hours. I nearly died. Pfft.
Dude is scheduled to take the ACT test April 10th. We went to Barnes and Noble and bought him a book that goes over some math and science questions.
He has yet to open it.
I’ve also suggested he check out the ACT website, there is all sorts of helpful information there and practice questions that will help him prepare.
He has yet to do that, too.
I’m not pushing him. If he blows this test, he’ll have no one to blame but himself. He’ll take the test again next April (his counselor suggested this was the best course of action, then the school he applies to can take his best score) so maybe he’ll prepare a little more for it.
But for now, I’m simply sitting back to see what happens.
We’re having Easter at our house this year. My nephews will be staying the night Friday night and it’s just easier to have my parents come over on Saturday since the guys will be over here anyway.
I’d like to have an Easter egg hunt, but the boys blush whenever I suggest it. They’re all teenagers, I guess that MIGHT be a little weird. Still though, I’d like to do something special.
I’ll think of something.