Where do you derive your value from? Your self-worth?
From other people? In the form of praise? Acceptance? Or love?
Or from an internal sense of a job well done? Maybe from an accomplished task?
From a paycheck?
Please don’t say from kids. Especially not teenagers. 😔
Continue reading Seeking self-worth in all the wrong places
Did you know I am annoying?
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Yesterday I gave my tween a haircut.
Actually, first I called the salon in our village-like neighbourhood to see if they could squeeze her in. That was on Saturday.
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So there is no school strike today.
The labour dispute was with the support workers, custodians, secretaries and special needs educators, not the teachers, but most boards decided that full school closures would be implemented in the event of a walkout.
At 9 pm last night the media announced, well ahead of the midnight deadline, that a tentative agreement had been reached and all children are expected to go to school on Monday.
According to Twitter, mass panic ensued. Naturally the kids were disappointed. The parents, especially those with small children and daycare/afterschool care were overjoyed.
Continue reading Natural consequences
I realize some of you follow LA and she just did a whole thing on quitting last week. But this topic hit me upside the head last night so I’m pausing my pity party for a moment to mention it.
Continue reading About quitting, or not
On Monday the girl child went off to school as she always does. I spent my morning hours doing what I usually do while simultaneously doing a load of laundry when suddenly, I got a text from her.
My tummy hurts, can you please pick me up!
Continue reading Never a dull moment – Monday
Yesterday I spent most of the day doing this.
It was actually kind of relaxing as my partner prepped the old, original doors by sanding them down and puttying the holes and scratches. All I had to do was use a brush and paint the doors with primer.
The Benjamin Moore down the street recommended we use oil primer to seal the old wood properly. The doors are original to the house (1949) and in dire shape. They look ugly too. So this summer, my partner decided to do something about them. He started but then got called away to work so I offered to do the priming.
It’s messy, painting with oil. I turned off the AC and opened all the windows to keep the air flow going, and luckily it was a pleasantly hot rather than oppressively hot day.
I took one break to walk Jasper, beyond that I was busy with the the doors.
At some point in the afternoon the girl child announced she’s going to her friend’s and she’s bringing an overnight bag because it’ll probably turn into a sleepover.
(Doesn’t it always? 🙄 )
Continue reading children + communication = mom in looney bin
I hate baking. Lucky for me, my 11 year old does not. She baked a cake yesterday.
Continue reading When tweens bake, moms get cake
I need to get this off my chest. I know I’m not the only one who has these challenges, and I hesitated if I should bother blogging about it all all. But you know what? I need some positive vibes here from you, or at least some commiserating… 🙄
So allow me to entertain you with a funny story first, and an exasperating one second.
Continue reading Living with teens at the end of the school year