It's summer. It's hot. When I get a chance, I go to the cafeteria to eat and see some view. I like looking at other people eating outside. I don't know most of them. I was sitting quite far across hiding under the awning as it was sprinkling a little bit. It feels good on my skin being hit by some air, however warm.
The yellow flowers shot is the front of the building where the child support negotiation conference was. The representative waived the sixteen thousand dollar bill for my daughter's treatment at the Girl Youth Center. But if it was due to neglect, which was not the case, I would have to pay the bill. The next bills, though, if any, I would have to pay $771 a month for. My daughter promised to stay home and not get to big troubles anymore requiring out-of-home treatments. I hope so. It will be mostly for her own good. They will also charge her father, so they say. Good luck on that.
I had quite a week that I had to take 2 days of intermittent leave. The stress was taking a toll on me that I felt like I got run over a truck, like I had a flu without a fever. Before my daughter came back from one of many runaways, she was given one last chance to go back home to me and prove herself she can stay home otherwise, she would be taken away and lose her freedom like her brother. She is back but my anxiety level was way up. Meanwhile, I forced myself to visit my son. It had been a while. I felt his sadness of having to stay at the facility. It hurt me so bad. I hugged him and told him someday he would understand why I do what I do. He was as stiff as a board and I could feel him trembling trying hard not to cry. He did not hug me back. After that, I did not sleep well, and I felt so low without energy the next day.
My daughter asked to go to the mall to spend the money grandma gave her. She bought clothes that are on sale but look great. She got her bargain-hunting ways from me. We also ate there at the food court. She was teasing me about my new diet--vegan, lactose-free, and gluten-free, a diet that my medical provider recommended to help cure my incurable sebbhoreic dermatitis on my head. It is worsening.
My daughter checked out Youth Works, a place that will help her find a job. I hope she finds a job to keep her busy and out of trouble.
She made brunch with egg, cheese, and a smoothie with strawberry ice cream. It is a tease because I am supposed to be eating vegan. What do I do? She was proud of what she made. I had to eat it. The meal was pretty good.
We stayed home for 4th of July and stayed safe without mini sparklers.
I thank this blog as an outlet for me. So far, this one has not been hacked.
The think before you speak message would hopefully get through the person I meant to send it to especially the "kind" part. She marked it "like" on Facebook so I will see. I have to practice this myself.
The Color Pop app that keeps me entertained among many is so fun as well as free. It satisfies my simple need for picture-art making.
That is all for this week folks? What do you think?
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