Paperwork @ MindSay

Can't go through the paperwork for fall until I have a definite answer back from camp.

Can't go through the paperwork for camp until I have a definite answer on the show.

There are four events this summer, including the show, that conflict a bit with camp. One'd be my dear friend's wedding. One'd be a music fest I've been meaning to go to for about three years and figure that since I won't be able to for the next few, I want to do it now. One would be another wedding that I'm not entirely certain that I'm invited to, but we'll see how that goes.

The show is a tricky little beast. If all goes well, rehearsals will wrap up the same week as fuhstified's wedding, so that I'm only missing a rehearsal, not a performance. Training week for camp staff starts the Sunday after her wedding.

Actually, training week for me as a senior counselor starts the week of, but I'm going to ask T if I can be in with the high schoolers on their week, because wedding prep is going to be keeping us all a mite busy.

I promise, I was not planning to add on the show. That was a case of director calling, and pushing the right buttons. There actually is a proper sequence to this for getting me to commit to something, and it's not manipulating. I told her that if the dates work, I will do the show. I promise nothing beyond this.

But the problem with camp is that T needs to know beforehand what weeks are a little goofy for my schedule before she can consider whether or not she wants me this year. And if she doesn't want me this year, then the paperwork on fall will be slightly altered, and I'll be leaving a month earlier than anticipated.

Which is fine. I just want to have it done! Get it in!

I  just emailed shawn, (our son who is under house arrest about an hour from us) asked him if he could get permission to come here for a night or to go to a specific campgrounds with us, and asked him if he was over his temper tantrum from the other day... cause in an instant message Saturday, he told me that it was our fault, my decision that he wasnt living with us, ( still not taking responsibility for his own actions) which I firmly shot that theory out the window and reminded him it was HIS choice not to respect our home that led to us enforcing the rule to respect or move out.. his choice.. his answer the other day to that was: 'whatever'.. I said dont whatever me.. I know you are bored, and trapped and disappointed ( all his fault, he had 4 hours a day of freedom and he blew that a month ago, so back to complete lockdown ) to see everyone enjoying life, but maybe this will make you str8'n up when its all over instead of bullshitting your life away,  He hasn't spoken to me since this convo.  Will see how long he pouts.

 

The ONLY concern I have about that (his pouting) is that we began our foster parenting 20 hours of classes the last week of August, and part of the application process, is that the dfcs ( dept of family and childrens services) wants to contact any of our children to ask them their feelings and comments on us becoming a resource family.  Shawn may take this as a 'get even' with all of his supposed wrongs against him. Who knows.  I know that David will be great, so will our referrals and anyone else they contact, so I am not losing any sleep over it, cause all they have to do is see Shawn and his circumstances for what they are.

 

Just would be nice to hear the truth for once from him. 

 

So.. the foster care certification process. Paperwork. Paperwork and more paperwork.  Alot of paperwork. Alot of questions. They want to know it all. Understandibly. I would want the family to be thoroughly checked out if my kid had to go to another home.  So far we both filled out 30 pg questionaires, a financial statement, took our pets to the vet ($162.00 for rabies shots/office visit for 2 dogs and 1 cat, I was floored..we were crammed in 1 tiny room, and he charged 34.00- for each pet office visit... doh!), copies of birth, marriage certificates, licenses, insurances, and we are scheduled for a drug test, fingerprinting, and a complete physical. THEN they come to our home and check it out. I am thinking that by the end of Oct we should be in the 'system'.

 

(Man, this chicken salad sammich is yummy!)

 

I just put out a "WANTED" post on freecycle, need to get some items, like a crib, high chair, car seat, etc.. we are going to try to stick with kids under 12 to begin.  So, it would be good to have the items in storage ready for those 2 am placements.

 

Ok.. gotta do something productive until my next client... ( naptime) at 5, then last client at 6. Weird week for me, but I'll take it!

 

Oh, check out where my sister and I may go camping in October, to celebrate her hubby's birthday...  now its about 300 miles from us, only 140 miles from her, I'd say we got the short straw, but by the looks of this park, it will be sooo much fun. Hunting Island, SC State Park

 

Love and Laughter,

Dawn

 

 So I have been doing something we all know we should do but always leave to the longest possible time we can. That's right, I've been tidying up my paperwork. You know, all the bills and documents we file away in a fold-a-file every year.

 

 We say we're going to tidy them up at the end of the fiscal year but of course, we leave them and leave them, since we know they're not really important. So a few weeks ago, I decided it was time to attack the enormous fold-a-file and clear away some of the papers. This is mainly because it was actually the file and 5 small plastic bags full of papers.

 

 It's taken over a week and I've finally got down to the last few dozen items to file. I've found electricity bills going back almost two years.

 

 Then I discovered something interesting. I was at a family function yesterday (a rare occurrence.) and my mother mentioned - a-propos of nothing, that she had been doing some cleaning out recently and found bills going back to 19- WAIT FOR IT - 62!!!!

 

 I thought I was a horder! It turns out, my mum never throws any papers out. She even has my original leaner-driver's permit. Now I know why I do it but at least there's hope for me; I can change, I know I can.

Basically tonite's meeting was a slideshow of statistics and general overview of the foster system. Then the last half was how to fill out the 4 forms passed out.

 

Rolling her eyes. This is the part that always makes me want to stand up and say to the group.. OMG.. if you ASK ONE more dumbFk question, I am going to shoot you!

 

And just when I think I have heard the stupidest question, someone else fires another out..lol..WHAT is so hard about filling out your name and address?  BLEH...silly people!

 

 

Sometimes I really do feel like a gerbil on a wheel in a little cage! Peanut is home sick from school today, fever, sore throat and feeling very yucky. Baby Abs can't be satisified no matter what I do. I am trying to get everything together for my interview tomorrow morning at church to work part time in the nursery.

 

Peanut still has homework she needs to get done. No time for writing much lately, much less anything else. Peanut and I stayed home yesterday because she was sick and had to miss out on a family cookout.

 

As far as my interview tomorrow, have no idea what I am going to wear! Sweat pants and a t-shirt won't do, but not sure if I can actually fit into any of my nicer clothes......*sigh* That in itself is depressing!

 

Now it is storming, so I must go for now. I hope the remainder of my day is more productive than it has been so far.

 

Love to ya all!

~Jenn