Swear I am not antisocial

Dear Everyone:

I know I seem to have blipped off the planet again -- and in some ways I have -- but rest assured I am still around.

I just have not been physically up to par lately. I seem to have a new problem under my 'better' shoulder that has decided the best way to make me aware of it would be to cause severe pain by cramping at random moments. Tiger balm has become my best friend and I am lucky to date someone who thinks it smells sexy.

I am also incrediably busy trying to get my older child into college. This would be so much easier if she would just let me do it all for her -- IF I WOULD AGREE TO THAT. I am trying to get her to do it for herself; just like I did.

We went to the campus on Monday. It's the same school I went to, even if it was a decade ago. I got to see some of my former profs and left notes for the ones who still worked there but weren't around.

One of my favorites was the first one I ran into. He told me they often get calls for muralists. I gave him my contact information to pass on and got the information about who to talk to so I can get back on their call list for figure models.

Figure modeling doesn't pay as well as fetish porn but it is much easier work in some ways. Definately less messy! I am working on getting myself set up on a semi-regular schedule with select art opportunities that I have always been aware of but unexcited about pursuing. Face it ~ if I can make more money faster why wouldn't I?

I haven't seen many of the Snake since Sinfest. I tried calling some of them. One in particular needs to check in with me about her health. If she still can't, then hopefully I will see her at the wedding reception next Saturday for our other friends.

This weekend is going to be crazy busy. Friday night we are staying in town so Will can go to the WaterSnake BeachFront Resort for the D & D game they have planned. I will be spending my time that night either in the pool hanging out or sleeping here if this pain hasn't subsided by then.

Saturday we have to get up early and haul it up to Outtatown kitty's place. Will is scheduled to help with some fence building and hog traps this weekend. We have to come back Sunday afternoon. I am hoping to make a stop in Conroe to see Ron, if he's available. I HAVE to call and find out.

Monday I have the pre-school year meeting for my son. I pray he is graduating this year. High School has been a struggle for him, but not because he is stupid. His IQ test proved he's not. [Except for math. But that's genetic.] We have to be on campus to meet with the staff to plan a method of attack to get him finished this year.

I couldn't be happier at the possibility of this being the last year of these kinds of meetings. It's been a long ass struggle. I have learned so much about ADHD, Dyslexia's many faces/aspects, and children who are musically gifted. I have surprised them with clever techniques and traditional methods backed by research and/or personal experiences at every single one of these bi-annual meetings, yet I never come away from them feeling like enough is getting accomplished other then giving this year's staff a clear expectation for the type of student my child tends to be...it's so frustrating.

Damn the pain is back. Typing seems to really aggrivate the shit out of it. Guess the fates are telling me to take a break. Anyhow, can't wait for both schools to start and to get myself on some kind of routine. Summer makes me a little crazy and the instability of schedules really makes me worse~

Lv M