1. Is it me? It has to be. I expect places that I trust with my children's care, instruction etc. to give her the utmost of respect at all times - I am paying them after all. I have my many frustrations with her school, but that set aside today I am disappointed with dance. And, dare I say, angry enough that she may not be able to do Peter Pan. Before you flip your lids, please know that Lauren was angrier than I, smarter than they and equally dumbfounded by the current state of affairs.
On Saturday she went for her 4.5 hours of ballet - 3 were for rehearsals - those three were spent sitting on her butt watching others learn their parts. I am disgusted in ME for not being there, THEM for letting 8 year old kids sit around for 3 hours and THEM for going on the major defensive when I tried to let them know that something had gone wrong - All I wanted was for them to know so they could fix it for next week. But, NOOOO, they had to fly off all snotty and get up in my face. BIG SIGH. Gonna try to take the high road and see how this week goes...but this is the not the first time I have done this with them, their priorities are not in the right place, they do not see the families as customers rather they have let it be known that they feel we should be honored to have a dancer with them. Well, NEWS FLASH - I am not honored.
2. I am tired, tired - tired. Always stinking tired. Even when I sleep well I am tired, my eyes burn, my brain quits and I am tired. That coupled with about 1000 other things I really need to see a Dr. I even "resolved it" back in January - but do you think I have done it. NAH. I sit and google my issues come up with best and worst case scenarios - go to bed vowing to call the Doc..but I don't. I might, but I probably won't. As my friend Alicia put it so well about herself a while back "I am either suffering some life threatening disease or going through a very early menopause"
3. I still have a bedroom full of stuff that I need to get rid of, Ebay?, Garage Sale?, Good Will? will someone please make it all happen for me?
Ok, I am done whining now. I am going to go eat me some more of these
(the Caramels are to die for)