J13 started 7th grade and at our school that's where you switch buildings and go to a middle school/high school system -- lockers, a different room/teacher for each class. All of that. It's a whole new game for him. It's good. It's time. He gave me the droopy attitude this morning and started telling me about how horrible it is and he doesn't want to go and I put my foot down and told him no screwing around. I am not going through the mopey mornings this year. I can't take it. He does have one kid that picks on him and the other smart/unathletic kids. Yesterday when J13 was at his locker this kid walked past him, ran into him and said, "hey, watch it." J13 turned to him and said "Hey you ran into me!" I'm glad he's willing to stand up to him. The kid pisses me off and I'd like to kick his ass but I suppose that wouldn't be appropriate.
D9 started 3rd grade yesterday. His nemesis (a smart mouthed little girl) is on the other 3rd grade class and his best friend is sitting next to him in the back row. I don't think he could ask for a better start to the year.
My mom has been here almost two weeks. The first week was so much worse than I thought it would be. Pretty freaking horrible. This week was a little better. The worst thing is she'll just stop by without calling. Annoying. I'm going to have to talk to her. It's not every day. In her mind the seven miles between my house and her house is a great distance. I don't quite understand this since she previously lived 12 hours away. I think she assumed when she moved to Macon she would be right around the corner. I don't know why. The first few days she complained a lot that her house was seven miles from mine. In fact she complained about EVERYTHING. It was horrible. I finally got onto her about it. Then two hours later yelled at my family for complaining about my mother. The week went downhill fast after that.
I'm definitely feeling pulled in a million directions. Work, kids, mother, husband, yoga. I'm kind of not liking it, but I know it will all be OK. She'll settle in and get involved in her church. I'll find something else to blog about. Eventually. I promise.