It’s been a long, long day.

Two weeks ago had been a peaceful, relaxed, welcome break in things…It wasn’t my week-end, but the Critters got up, got ready, went off to school happy as can be. They knew they were going to be spending the week-end at Grandma Kathy’s, and that made all the difference.

Today…It’s back to how it was…If not worse. *sigh* I hate him…Hate may be considered a strong word, but seriously, it’s not strong enough in this instance.
Sonja didn’t even want to get out of bed, so that was a struggle, her near tears.
Harley got up and got dressed, but didn’t want to let go of me when I had to leave…And he too was coming pretty close to being near tears.
*sigh* I hate this! And it’s only going to get worse.

I know I’m going to have to squeeze as much enjoyment time into the Critters time here as possible this summer…As every other week they have to spend where they don’t even want to be for a week-end, let alone a whole bloody week!
Sonja, luckily, get a repreave for one week. Unfortantely, it’s back to the land of nightmares right after she gets back. [And the bit of fun she was suppose to have in between, the Cosplay at the college…The dates have been changed. If I figured it out right (as I need to get a new datebook), they aren’t going to be here at all for it now!]

Mum looked up the county fair…We have them the Saturday it starts…The next day they go to their torture for a week. So we’ll have to manage to get them there on opening day.

Traverse City is having it’s first ever Comic Con. That, if I figured right, falls on my time to have them. So…Looks like Wammy’s boys will be attending that, rather than the Convention type thing at the college.

Critters had their awards ceremony yesterday. They both got one for doing good/passing their grade.
Sonja is going to have a teacher we really don’t know much about next year. Mrs. Larkin. All I do know, every year the class makes Red Cross cookies, and sells them at Christmas time. All the money they make from it they donate to the Red Cross. I guess they made $300.00 last Christmas. Sonja seemed excited about that aspect of next year.
Harley…Hopefully yesterday was a good stepping off point. Up to now, he and Mr. Z, the teacher he’ll be having next year, haven’t gotten along the greatest. [As I’ve said before, Mr. Z is the kind that likes to pick, not necessairly meanly, but pick none-the-less…& Harley is like me, you have to be part of his inner circle to get away with such. On top of the fact that little things set off triggers…Yeah…Anyway…]
The second grade, as a whole, went to ‘visit’ the third grade class room yesterday. It was under the pretense of letting them see what third grade would be like. In actualitly, it was getting Harley and Mr. Z in the same room, and trying to get Harley use to the room, and Mr. Z.  Well…Apparently things went rather well. When Mrs. Gooding came to retrive her class, and return Mr. Z’s class…Mr. Z & Harley were actually having a conversation! [Trust me, this is a miracle.] So perhaps things will manage to work themselves out.
Also…Harley learned that the third fieldtrip of the year is going to be to Avalance Bay (which is the indoor water park at Boyne Mountain sky resort, so he’s all psyched about that).

And…After about a 10 hour break…Yeah…Was unexpectedly called away. It’s been a day. *falls over* I’m dead tired, so hopefully I can make this quick, then I’m going to curl ip and sleep till the middle of tomorrow, hopefully. 

Had it set up that I was suppose to be meeting James Tuesday in T.C. He called this morning and said he messed up, he has to work Monday & Tuesday, so could we make it for today. So I hurried on my way. Which, it should of been a nice, peaceful day, but no…Drama ensued, of course. 

Wandered around a bit with James…He bought us milkshakes laced with expresso. I bought us lunch at Serenity…It’s a tea shop-thingy. It was all fun & good & what-not…& Would of been quite enjoyable if not for the added drama elsewhere. 

Harley had a melt down at lunch…He needed to go home. They called Mum first, and she was on her way to go get them, when they called Dan for some stupid reason. So Mum got there, then Dan got there…& Harley would of been quite happy to have Grandma take care of him…But no, idiot had to be himself. Blah. Dan had to pry Harley off my Mum because he didn’t want to go with him. *sigh* Guess the whole office at the school got to hear how much Harley didn’t want to go to his dad’s house. 
I called and talked to Harley, tried to find out what happened…All I got was ‘I’m thinking’. My guess…They were at lunch, and I’m guessing Jessie said something to him about having to go to their house after school…It very well could of set him off. He said if he had had his vest, or brush, or one of any other things he has in the room to help him calm down he would of been good…But since he was in the cafeteria and didn’t have it, he ran outside. I told him next time to go to someone who could get him the things he needed. *sigh* 

I just wish there was something I could do…I want to free my Critters from having to deal with that idiot. Gods…How can he miss how much they hate going to his house, how much they don’t want to be with him. Can he not see this? Does he just not care? *shakes head* *sighs* 

But now…After walking all over T.C., then walking all over Boyne…I’m too tired to do anything else…Exhausted doesn’t even begin to cover it. *falls over*