NoJoMo 16

I’m struggling with myself…I feel like crap…& I’m fairly certain that will be the side that wins…But I’m feeling bad, because that means not going in to tutor today…I hate the thought that I may be letting S down. I think she was actually happy with the idea of me coming in and working with her. Hopefully all will be well Monday, & I can make up for it. I think, maybe, even though we aren’t required to do the ‘tutoree interview’ anymore, I might still do it. I think it might show S that it’s more than just about stuffing knowledge into her head, it’s also about taking and interest in her…As that is always good for one’s self-confidence…& would hopefully translate to her learning as well. Tis a thought anyway.

But yeah…I’m still tired…I’m nauseous…Back hurts…I can’t see where that would be helpful to anyone.

Harley & Sonja got to stay home last night…Which made them happy.
Sonja wanted to scream when I told her that her father would be picking her up from school today. She was not a happy critter.
Harley…OMGs…He nearly had a melt down when I told him his father was going to be coming to pick him up.
Idiot text me at 6 am to ask if he could pick Harley up at 8, and say he would get Sonja after school. I told him it would be better to pick up Harley at 9. So he said okay to that.
At 9:21 I get a text saying that he’d be here in a couple minutes to pick up Harley…It was 10:20 when I looked at the clock, and they may have been gone for 2 minutes.
Got to love the fact that he can’t tell time when it involves him coming to get the Critters.
Harley got nearly 2 pages of math homework done. I was helping him out, keeping him focused, and reassuring him that it was okay if he didn’t write perfectly, it was okay if he had to erase. & it just so happened that what he was working on was something I used at the store yesterday, so I could relate to him that, Yes, this is something that is useful in real life…Even if we aren’t fond of math.

I gave him a whole speech about how no one is perfect, and that there is no such thing as perfect.
I don’t know why, but he has it in his head he has to be perfect! I told him he’s the perfect him, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have flaws, because we all have flaws.
We can only be the perfect us…But we have to realize, even in that perfection of who we are, we are still flawed, we still make mistakes, and all that good stuff. Not sure if it sunk in…But one can hope.

I’m a bit hungry…I’m the way my stomach & various organs are feeling…I’m a bit afraid of eating anything. Tho, I do suppose food is a necessity. So yeah…Eventually I will put something in my stomach…Just might take more motivation than what I have currently.