A little laser tag fun. They divided into two teams and then I dropped each team off an equal distance from the house and hid a flag along the way home. The first team home with the flag and most team members still alive won.
I went to make my bed, but I couldn't bring myself to disturb the sleeping kitties.
An old lady thing...I never buy food storage bags, or rarely, I should say. Instead we save our used bread and produce bags in an empty tissue box. It worked well enough to keep them contained, but we would end up with several of them laying around and taking up valuable space.
And then I found a commercial paper towel dispenser at Goodwill for $2.99. Hung on the wall upside down it is even more perfect for bag storage!
The new can/metal recycling box that Columbus made, complete with can crusher on the side. David and I both vote that the cans are going to fall out the sides, but Columbus says they won't. Hmmm...
I cleaned and purged in the old/boys mobile and at the end of the day Suagr Kind and Dawsy gave me a little tip...lol! They teased me that now I would come clean everyday if money was involved, and then I reminded them that I had only earned less than .50c an hour.
But added with what I found on the floor maybe I have enough to buy myself a little something?
The dryer was obviously going out when we came home last month and it finally died completly this week. David and Columbus did some trouble shooting from some google pages that I had found. Hopefully they found the right problem and the parts they ordered will bring this old girl back to life. If they do I will be beyond impressed...we bought this dryer new some 13/14 years ago!
In the meantime I had socks, underwear and other little things like cloth napkins and wash cloths to worry about. There really isn't room on the line for them and it would be a pain anyway. I came up with the idea of using the metal shelving from our old refrigerator to make a little things hanger and Columbus put it together for me. So far it is working.
All of the shelves are new, and just on the top portion of the walls so that he can still wire the lower parts for electric...right now he just has one giant electrical cord from the house to his office.
Columbus is still taking his GED classes. The GED test is all new this year and the changes that they've made are a complete and total pain. Just imagine if the DMV was in charge of GED testing and you'll have a pretty good idea of what we're dealing with. He has to take a mandatory of 40 class hours before he can retake the pretest, which as it turns out is really a pretest to the official pretest. If he passes both of those then he can take the actual test, and get this - they still don't even have testing centers set up here yet. His teacher said that if we had come in before the first of the year when all of these changes went into effect that he would have just gone on to take the actual test and be done with the whole thing, which was our goal, but you know that the end of our year got a little messy. Sigh. So far he has 25 class hours, but the class is limited to twice a week for three hours each, so it will take another two and a half weeks before he has enough hours to test again. Sigh, again.
I finally have Cleo scheduled for the rest of her evaluation for Aspergers. That will be three separate appointments in June...in Nashville. Currently, we are working with a local organization that is supposed to help connect us to services for her, but it seems like most of the services are geared towards behavioral issues, which isn't something that we really have to deal with. I feel at a loss of what exactly to do to help her and am somewhat frustrated, so for the most part I've decided to not push so hard right now and see what comes of her evaluation. She can go to counseling, and that might be helpful, or it might not - it's hard to say, and there is a peer group close by, so we might at least try those two things in the meantime.
Spending two days a week in town for Columbus' GED class makes the weeks fly by, and I haven't been feeling well. I've ended up overdosed on my thyroid medication yet again. Doctors always want to dose me based on some textbook idea of what is right, but it is not right for my body. In January my doctor wanted to increase my dose by 25mg's, we comprimised on an 12mg increase. It took a couple of months, but it finally built up in my system enough to cause massive fatigue, horrible headaches, light headedness and what I call foggy brain, which just means the world moves way too fast for me to track and I feel like just sitting and drooling on myself for most, if not all of, the day. It really, really sucks and I'm mad at myself for allowing it to happen. I thought I had explained myself and concerns very clearly to my doctor in January, but based on my visit to her this week I had not. She made a note in my file so that this doesn't happen again, but I seriously doubt that she even reads her notes, and Lord knows she didn't do a very good job of listening to me about it. I guess I need to put find a new doctor on my list of things to do, but half the time that feels like jumping from the frying pan into the fire!!!
So, we slowly move forward in a somewhat new and refocused direction. Right now it feels like we have a million irons in the fire and more needs than resources, but that is just often life. Our mountaintop has become a peaceful place of security despite its hardships and none of us can imagine being any other place. The kids are happy and there is contentment here as we resettle into this place that we call home. As the sun shines more and the days grow both warmer and longer, each day becomes something of a gift that we get to open and explore up here.
The new rage, riding bikes down the hill...over and over again, for hours and hours on end. Up and down they go and I sit in wonder at their endless energy!!!
They fly down and stop just before the mud pit, thankfully.
When you grow up in the woods fort building becomes an importnat part of your days.
It looks too short to stand in, but it's not - they dug a bunker under it. Sugar King told me that by the time he leaves here in five years that he will have a complete system of underground tunnels...and if anyone might actually do it, it would be him.