Not much really to report other than that I've had another sinus thing this week that put me down for almost 2 full days and am hella busy trying to catch up. Today, I am meeting with the you know who for the you know what, will know more after that about what's to come. Howard is coming this weekend to help me with some man things around the house, bless his heart. He's so good to us. Plus, it might be good for Max to see him.
Max and I are butting heads right now about school, I dont' expect him to be a scholar if that's not his choice, but he does need to at least PASS his classes. Since soccer has been out, I see a steady decline. Like he doesn't seem to think he has to keep his grades up any more. Sigh. It's difficult sometimes, I feel like Max really should be able to handle managing his own school work and projects, but every time he falters, I feel like I have to get involved and light a fire under his ass. I don't quite get that and I've begun to wonder, at what point do you as a mother have to step back a little and just let your kid fail? I don't like that idea at all, but I can't force him to do anything and short of literally going to school with him every day and holding his hand through every assignment, I'm at a loss about what to do. I communicate with teachers and they all tell me the same thing, that Max just needs to turn in higher quality work. You'd be amazed at how little homework he actually has, a large portion of what is done each week is hands on at school. And probably the most frustrating thing for everyone involved, is the knowledge that Max is a bright young man. He's got a lot going for him, but he's got to want it and when he doesn't want it, it shows. And I mean it SHOWS. He's either excelling in his classes or totally bombing them and it's not about the subject, because this can change at any given time. One semester it might be science he's got an A in a D in Math. The next semester could be the complete opposite. Yet, the whole time he's talking about how he can't wait to get a job and a car and all these things that won't happen if he fails a class by the time the semester ends. It makes me sad for him, but he is making his own choices. I can only remind him so many times that he's got a project to turn in that week, or check through his work every night or talk with his teachers. I may revisit the locking him the closet until he's 21 theory soon.
Tomorrow night I'm going to see Ms. Sandy pants at her new house. YAY! Saturday, Max ad I are going to Kim's to meet the new boyfriend and watch the college football game. Football is not my thing, but under that guise I will have plenty of time to catch up with some old friends.
Sunday will be the 'nothing' day, which is good cuz I feel like I'll need one by then.
And, it is OFFICIALLY Christmas here in Colorado. Last night I saw people dragging lights out of garages and this ungodly inflatable Santa and his eight tiny reindeer has been hoisted by some poor grunting man to his rooftop. The stores are filling up with ornaments and other holiday-ish things. I'm still stuck in July/August for some reason. Seriously. I'm always slow to accept the madness of November & December. I do look forward to decorating my own house for solstice though and there will be at least one gift for Max this year, maybe. If he's good. Right now, I might just put a car-sized piece of coal wrapped up like a car under the carport. That would be mean wouldn't it LOL. I'm terrible.
Till next time, xo all
S
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