Novemeber 1st finds this family on a pretty normal day. Kids have the day off from school because the teachers finally got smart and decided not to have school the day after the children all get on sugar highs. Can’t blame them really. I am starting NaNoWriMo again this year. Today I have to write my personal goal of 1700 words a day. The goal is to, of course, write 50K words in 30 days. What amounts to a small novel. So far I have never made it to the finish line, but I have always enjoyed myself, so we are doing it again. I’m hoping that my story can be a outlet for all the crap Ive had to deal with this last year. Which, in comparison to other people’s problems isn’t really all that much.

The newest chaos comes from getting phone calls from BG’s girlfriend. Why she started calling me I’ll never know, but it always ends up with me basically listening to her vent her frustrations. I allow this because she at least is getting BG to actually show some interest in his son beyond sending child support. Which frankly, I could care less about in comparison to the importance of my son having a relationship with his father. And if I can facilitate BG getting the help he needs and in turn helping my son’s relationship then I will use whatever means are provided. She seems determined to work things out with him even though he’s stupid to her too. My place is in the background. My number one concern is that BG get professional help. He has many issues and needs help dealing with them. If he’ll listen to her and do as she says so he keeps her, then amen hallelujah, he will get his therapy. Her and I are at least unanimous on this subject.

As for myself, there is no one in it. I’m making some new friends, but nothing jumps out and screams for my attention. I need to focus on my children anyway. A and E are doing well and Tadpole is busy building up strength in his elbows and knees. E became the subject of some teasing from the popular girls. I’m pretty sure it had something to do with my daughter’s good looks. She really downplays her looks, but I know the boys are noticing them. I’ve seen them notice her as she walks by. It’s so bizarre to watch middle school boys check out my daughter. A is doing very well. They both are active in afterschool activities and seem happier and more involved in life. Which makes me happy.

I’ve had a hard time writing here in this last year. I feel like all I do is talk about the bad stuff going on. And I hate whiners. And I’m not a whiner. Or at least I try not to be. Trying to find that balance between writing and not sounding like a whining two year old has not been easy. Hehehe Either way, I need to write more. This is a handy journal and I need to be making more of it.

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