My So-Called "Life."

At various points during the course of a normal day something funny will happen and I'll think to myself, "self, this would make an interesting blog; remember this!" Of course, I never do. Thus, my posts are what they are. So, uhm...Sorry about that! :)

Here's an update on my so-called "life," however:

Saturday was supposed to be the start of a relaxing, quiet, 100% me-time filled week... The family that I nanny for was going to Ocean City, NJ for their yearly family vacation. I was invited to go, but opted to stay home so it would actually FEEL like a "vacation" for me. Day 1 was GREAT! Day 2 was Great! Day 3 was great! Day 4 (*sigh*) it all came to a depressing halt.

You see, I take care of two children; a 7 year old girl and a 9 year old boy. The boy has high-functioning Autism (he doesn't stop talking, bounces a lot and does not understand or pick up on normal social Qs) and mood disorders (he'll go from sweet to wicked in the blink of an eye.) (The girl has no special needs.) Anywho, so on the morning of day 4 (at 7:30 am) I received a phone call from the mother informing me she could not handle her son's non-stop violent behavior and constant cursing and so she didn't know what to do with him other than to (are you ready for this) have him brought home FOR ME to take care of whilst everyone else remained at the beach.

Sure enough, a few hours later the dad (the parents are separated but met the mom half way home to pick up the son) dropped the 9 year old boy off for me to take care of for the remaining 4.5 days. It was at that point that I realized my "week of relaxation" was long gone. We are currently on day 6 of my 'would-have-been' vacation. The first two days of him being home have been very challenging, I'll say that much. Luckily, when it comes to him, I somehow find the strength to keep my "cool" and not scream everything that runs through my head. It's all about "choices." IE: "Okay, well, you can choose to follow the directions I'm giving you, OR you can choose to go to your room and take a time out. It's up to you, doesn't matter to me." His school therapist taught me that one, and I gotta tell ya, it works every time. :) Thank God for small favors!

So anyway... that's pretty much been my life over the last few days. Before hoping online and posting these useless ramblings I was making homemade cards, kinda scrapbooking-style. Yeahhh, I'm soooo Mormon, I know... What can I say? I lived in PROVO for three years. (And I loved every second of it, I must add.)

So anyway... Yeah...That's all for now.