And now, I have a cold. I was sneezed on by Sneezy McSneeze. And now I am sick. I swear, I am getting so beyond bitter that it is starting to scare me.
Received a message on my voice mail at home last night from the Prince's science teacher. The prince is failing Science. He refuses to do any class or home work, does not participate and in general just doesn't care. I told him this morning if his plan was to fail and not graduate this year so he can repeat his senior year in his old school next year that he is sadly mistaken. That the house is going on the market in January and I will be no where near this town next September and he would have to go to school wherever his grandparents live because they are talking about moving this year as well or somewhere in the city where his father plans on moving after we sell the house. He says he will graduate. Yeah right.
Then today I received a call from his math teacher saying the exact same thing. I really wish I knew what this kid was thinking. I told the teacher that I had nothing to offer her as far as a solution because I can not make this kid do anything. That if is choosing to fail, then so be it. He won't listen to me or anyone else. I could just hear the judgment through the phoneline.
I haven't smoked a cigarette in 53 days and my clothes are getting a little tight. Time to take action, step away from the mallowmars and maybe dust off the running shoes....