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Fall has fallen...

Well as much "Fall" as it can get in September here anyways. Kiddos are back in school, and it's going..well...meh....ok I guess. Ry hasn't been the target of bullies yet, so I'm pretty thankful for that, but I'm still gonna be keeping an eye and ear out.
Jake isn't impressed with 2nd grade, I think he's bored, honestly. He asked me if he could just skip 2nd and go to 3rd grade, and I almost went for it.
But then I hark back to my days in elementary, when they wanted to advance me a grade, and my mom asked me about it, allegedly I said "no" and that I'd rather stay with my own class. So I'm thinking that even tho academically Jake may be ready for 3rd grade, emotionally he's not.
He's such an academic snob though. Seriously! He tells me quite frequently that he just wishes everyone would learn how to "shut their piehole" (gulp, a pickup from me, I'm afraid) and quit bugging him in class. I told him he wouldn't make many friends with that attitude, and he said "I don't need friends to get ahead when I'm grown up, I need to learn." So serious for one so young. He didn't really develop this attitude until after George died, so it may be some fallout from that.
Everything else seems to be going ok on the homefront. I still take care of my youngest niece during the day while I pine away looking for an EMT job. I'm getting so discouraged...so I decided to pick up another Associate's Degree, this one in Medical Billing and Coding, with an online school. Well, they're a regular brick and mortar campus, they just happen to have online classes, kinda like the college I got my EMT certification from. So in 15 months, if all goes well, I'll have my degree, and if the job search for EMT hasn't gotten any better, at least I'll have a backup plan.
I'm also considering Lap-Band surgery. I've reached my highest weight ever, and it's taking a physical, emotional and mental health toll on me. I've tried every other diet and diet aid I can afford, and nothing works. I think most of my weight gain came when I started the BiPolar med Risperdal. Evil stuff, going to talk to the doctor about getting off of it and trying something else.
Anyway. I'm back to guiding in the land of Norrath now. That's Everquest for you non-gamer folks :) Pretty happy doing it too.
Now if I can just get a few other thigns going my way, life will be pretty good.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Nice to see you're blogging again Melissa, I missed you =)

I hope that this Lap-Band surgery thing isn't dangerous, and that if you'll do it, it will be from the right reasons.

Good luck with your Associate's Degree, and if I haven’t said so already, I really admire you and think you are very talented and responsible woman.

Anyway, good luck.

Din
Melissa said…
Thank you Din :) No, the Lap-Band surgery really isn't very dangerous at all, it's actually much safer than any other weight loss surgery.
Thank you for your compliments and reading my blog. I hope all is well with you and you are doing much better these days :)
Melissa

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