Y'all. My dad's going to be here in less than 24 hours! I'm so excited, I can't even stand it! He called me this evening, on his way home, to make sure there wasn't anything else I needed him to bring. The list may or may not include the following:
A green scooter
A blue bowl with lid
A glass bowl with red lid
A baseball glove
Ratatouille (because I think I left it in the tv in the boys' room at his house, and we want to watch it)
N tried to add on a new catcher's mitt, but Pampaw was not falling for it. He might be just as excited as I am to be coming back up here... We discussed weather forecasts and tentative plans for the weekend, and then I went on and on (and on) about houses and potential jobs, and I'm pretty sure he moved the phone away from his ear while I yapped away excitedly.
Or maybe he listened. He IS a pretty great listener.
I finished homework for two classes, but I still have to go get a book for my class that just started so I can get caught up. Since I don't have class tomorrow morning, I guess a trip to the bookstore will be in order. In a moment of panic, I just had to google the store hours to make sure they were open tomorrow, since my deadline is Sunday. Whew! I'm safe.
I have a project due next week for my Friday class, and I have to pick a topic for a research paper for another class. It's going to be a busy end to the semester, that's for sure. I'm doing well, though, so although I'm totally stressed out about it, I think it will all work out.
B's dad/stepmom and I have had many a conversation lately about potentially switching B to a different attendance zone. They want to keep him in the same school, and while I agree (to a certain extent), B tells me he wants to go to this other school. He tells them a different story. I hate that we've come to the point in his life, where he tells each of us what he thinks we want to hear, because all it does is add stress to his life, and that's not fair to him. After going to the administration building and talking to my friend's mom about requesting a transfer, I realized it was pointless to do it. There's a new elementary school that's being built, and once it's completed, anyone who had transferred will have to return to their home school anyway. So, if I move, B will end up at the other school anyway...it's just a question of whether he starts right away, or makes stronger friendships at his current school before he has to leave. I think his stepmom and I are in agreement that it would make more sense to start him off in the new school in the fall, and then just stay put.
I told her SHE can tell B's dad. She laughed and agreed.
I feel like there are so many huge pieces of my life that are falling into place right now, and I couldn't be more thrilled or more grateful. I've said it a hundred times today: God has really put me in the right place at the right time, putting me in the paths of people that are just good. I'm praying that the pieces will continue to fit together the way I want them to, that "my" plan is also God's plan, and we're finally on the same page.
I have to say...letting go and letting God is something you have to do/see to believe.
Aubs
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