So, today didn't go quite as smoothly or as well as the past few days. It wasn't a bad day...it just didn't go as well. Maybe because we actually had to do stuff today ;) I started our schedule a bit later today (9, instead of 8), since we got home so late last night. Also, Allison had Grace spending the night, so that kind of threw a kink in things, too, but it was a good thing for Allison. Actually didn't bother Sarah at all. Just altered the schedule a bit. Sarah was really tired this morning and had some difficulty getting up on time. When she did finally get up, she turned on the tv while she ate breakfast, something she used to be able to do; we've changed the rules now, though, and tv before school is a no-no. She had me convinced to let her finish her episode, but Alan pointed out that we needed to stick with the new rules, and so I had to go back and tell her to turn off the tv, that she could watch her episode later (it was recorded). She wasn't real happy about that, but she got over it quickly, without a lot of drama, just some disappointment. She did get her shower and brush her hair and teeth without complaint--that was good!
I wanted her to get started on some school then. However, she went to her room and worked on cleaning her room, instead. Not sure if that was a good or bad thing--she was supposed to be doing school, but cleaning her room was on the schedule for later in the day. I redirected her and told her the room would have to wait, that she was supposed to be doing school then. She got some math done (not what I had asked her to do, but she did do some of the math I had sent to the hospital for her to do), as well as some science. At some point today, she also made a short list of ideas to do her research paper on--mermaids, Taylor Swift, or someone else??? I suggested to her that doing her paper on mermaids could be a lot of fun to do and be very interesting. She said she wanted to go ahead and get started on her research--she had seen some cool videos online about possible mermaid sightings. I had to remind her that not everything you see online is true. I also told her we needed to go to the library to do some research--I want them to do some research in books, and not just on the internet.
Took a break for lunch. I let her watch tv then, but she had to ask for permission. She was allowed to watch one CSI: Miami episode (the show of the month). Once it was over, the tv went off with no arguing. She then went up to her room to do some more schoolwork. When I went up to check on her a bit later, though, she was sitting in her chair with her computer in her lap. I asked her what she was working on (a couple of times), but she didn't answer. I got closer and leaned over her chair and touched her on the head--she hadn't heard me before, so it scared her. When I asked her again what she was working on, she got frustrated (maybe threw something?) and said she "was TRYING to work on (her) reading, but all these stupid ads keep coming up on the computer and I keep reading them! I give up! I just can't do it!" I suggested that she take the computer downstairs to Daddy, so he can do something to her computer to get all the ads off, that she must have mistakenly clicked on something that made all the ads keep coming on her computer. She said she hadn't clicked on anything, but I told her nicely that sometimes we do it by accident--the ads don't just show up for no reason. She rather calmly unplugged her computer, shut it, and carried it downstairs for Alan to look at. Not too bad. She then watched a little bit of tv, since she had finished her other work and was waiting for her computer.
Today was also a cleaning day in the house, since Grandmommy and Grandpa are coming on Friday (we're still planning on going on our cruise). Cleaning is NOT my thing. I'm not good at it. It stresses me out. Cleaning is the time when all of my indecisiveness, klutziness, and lack of coordination all come together. I just sit and stare at everything, trying to decide what to do first, not knowing where to start. Allison saw me sitting there, asked me what was wrong, and, yes, I started crying. I just get so overwhelmed! I don't know where to put anything--it just gets moved from one place to another! We have too much stuff and nowhere to put it all!!! Finally, I pulled up my big girl panties and started picking stuff up and either finding a home for it or throwing it away.
After a bit, I had to go take some stuff downstairs. Sarah started "tattling" on Allison that she was pulling leaves off my peace lily. Apparently, Alan had told her to clean the leaves, but she misunderstood and was pulling off the dead leaves, that I wasn't sure were ready to be pulled off yet. The girls bickered about it for a minute. I could hear Sarah getting a bit stressed. Then, Sarah made a comment about how she wished she hadn't had to go in the hospital, b/c now her ears aren't pierced anymore. I felt so bad for her and so guilty (yes, I still feel like it's my fault), I started crying again. The girls both asked why I was crying, but I didn't dare say why--I didn't want to let Sarah know I feel bad she had to go in the hospital, and especially, that she had to take out her earrings. I just knew that it would give her some sort of control over me. I want to take her back to the doctor to get her ears re-pierced, but am afraid that she'll have to go back in the hospital soon and we'll have to do it yet again! I got myself calmed down again and life continued.
At some point today, I carried Sarah's 2 bags of clean clothes upstairs, so she could put those away. Alan worked on vacuuming our bedroom where I had gotten stuff picked up, and I took a shower. Then took Allison to dance class. Alan had a meeting at church tonight, so Sarah had to go with either me or him. She decided to go with him to the church (I can't believe she didn't want to go shoe shopping with me! LOL). I told Alan Sarah could take her computer with her and work on her reading, since she didn't get to do it this afternoon. However, when I asked Sarah what she was taking with her to the church to do, she said she was going to take her phone. I just wasn't up to arguing with her. After I dropped Allison off, though, Alan called and asked what Sarah was supposed to take with her to the church. I told him she could take her computer and work on her reading. When I went to pick her up, she had the computer with her and she told me she got some work done (not sure how much, though).
We then came home. Sarah decided she wanted to watch "The Puppy Bowl," while Allison was hoping to watch "Pitch Perfect" again. I told Allison she couldn't watch a 2 hour movie again tonight. She then informed me that "The Puppy Bowl" was 2 hours long, too...sigh. I told Sarah she couldn't watch the whole thing. Fortunately, after about 5 or 10 minutes, Sarah announced that "The Puppy Bowl" was boring and turned it off--hallelujah! Sarah found another movie to watch, "The Pagemaker" and watched that, while Allison watched that for a bit, and then went upstairs to help Alan with cleaning. I fixed dinner (biscuit pizzas) and Alan and I watched some of Sarah's movie with her (Allison watched something of her own on the computer). Sarah was complaining of a headache again (she had complained earlier in her room, but didn't want to go downstairs to get Tylenol), so I got her a wet washcloth for her forehead. She also wasn't very hungry tonight (Allison finished Sarah's dinner). Sarah then watched an episode of "Bunnheads," which lasted until about 10:10. I had her brush her hair while she watched. She then turned it off, brushed her teeth, and then went upstairs. We had a short family meeting about our new schedule, letting Sarah know that it wasn't a punishment for her, but was a way for our family to have our lives in better order. She then put on her jammies and went to bed.
So, we've had better days, but we've CERTAINLY had worse days! Hoping tomorrow will be a better day! I'm getting my hair done. Sarah wants to get hers done, too, but I didn't want to mess with getting her hair highlighted right before I leave town. Hoping she doesn't freak on me tomorrow at the hairdressers, or Allison, for that matter (she always wants to get her hair straightened, but they usually don't have time to do it). Pray that I make the right decision on what to do with my hair and that tomorrow is a better day!
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