where in the world is holly sandiego? Har!

Wow...another week almost gone again. Is it just me, or does time whiz by for everyone after 30 years old or something?

Where are we? Well, still feeling the church seperation thing. Its a little more difficult because 1.)we have been there 8 years. 2.)all the homeschool stuff is held there 3.)the pastor is persistant. 4.)the kids miss it. I hate this! Really I do. Everything I read about youth groups and such makes me glad they are away from it, but how are we supposed to go to church then? My husband does not want to home church, which stinks....but no one is like us anymore. So there is this frustration...

School has begun, much to my displeasure. I really don't like the beginnings of the school year, because of character flaws in my children that I know is my fault, but its still upsetting non the less. One child in particular is a perfectionist who hates to do anything he feels wont be perfect. Do you know how frustrating that is??? Just do your best and try, son. I wont shoot you for not being perfect...really!!! Another wants to go to a technical training school, and thus......be around other public school kids!!!!! Weeeeee....my idea of fun. NOT! Except, how do you learn a trade without training??? UGH.

House was almost done, except school and hubby work issues. Now I am backslidding and darn it, I wont let it happen!!!!! I used to juggle many different plates and not let any fall, and now, one plate is causing me problems. True, now having a disabled child has put many kinks into my daily life, so I know where the root is, but I really need to figure out how to handle it better. Does it get any better?? Or does it just get harder? In theory, I would have to assume harder because the older she gets, the more difficult, but darn, what am I gonna do then? Sheesh.

Today is not such a good day, and that is why I am typing all this out. Tomorrow will probably be peachy, and I will be in more control of things...but today-not so much.

My husband has worked crazy hours since he got back from camp, and I really need him to help me...I am sooo co-dependant, aren't I? :)

Oh, and my only friend here in town is moving away. Doesn't that just make the icing on the cake?