I feel like I've been riding the tail of a tornado for the past week...perhaps today will be the beginning of normalcy for me??? Whatever normal IS for this family...it varies from day to day.
Taylor started high school on Wednesday. I knew THAT part was coming but the fact that she gave me a whoppin' two day "heads up" on the fact that she wanted to go to a different high school than the one we had enrolled her in was a little unexpected. Thus began the beginning of the tail spin... Leflore High was where her dad went, I attended the school sporadically during my hiatuses from good ol' Gordono Beach. Leflore High is only seven miles (yes, pretty much exact) from my driveway. Leflore High runs a bus to and from my driveway. Leflore elementary is where her baby brother goes to school. In a nutshell, Leflore High was gonna be an answer to some simplicity in my life!!! In my 14 plus years of being Taylor's mom, you'd think I'd have learned that nothing with this child is simple. On Tuesday, one day before school starts, after some reasoning, a little bit of debate, and not a ton of thought about how I'm gonna pull this all off, we took the grand tour of Kinta High (and did a drive by of the elementary since its all right there together). I have to admit, I was smitten by the tiny little school with its homey feel and country appeal. There are only 197 student enrolled, K thru 12, I like this! I was more than happy to hear that Taylor would be offered two foreign languages, Art I & II, Speech & Drama, Humanities, as well as our SE Oklahoma staple electives, Ag 1-4, Home Ec (goes by a new name that I can't ever remember) 1-4, and of course, Athletics (yes, this IS a regular part of the daily curriculum down here....). So, we signed on. Problem 1: solved. All is, once again, right in Taylorville...
Problem 2: Kinta is close to 50 miles from where I live. FIFTY MILES!! All is NOT right in this world over here...the Mom's Free Taxi Service world. This is an anxiety attack waiting to happen! Fortunately, there is a van that picks the kids up about 12 miles from our house and transports them to and from the Land of Far, Far Away. And, as life would have it, I have to travel that 12 miles everyday anyway to drop Matthew off at Fanshawe Elementary. This will be his final year there and then he too will be off to Kinta. Problem 2: solved (yay!).
Problem 3: Tracker! Enough said? Not quite...lol. Have you ever just met a teacher and known it wouldn't be a good thing to have your child under her care for the better part of a year?? *Let the record show that I am not, for one second, insinuating that the woman is not a good teacher. However, after the two of my children who are the most docile, most well mannered, most well behaved of the three struggled to get along with her, I am quite sure that my little heathen baby boy would most certainly drive her to the brink of retirement, possibly even insanity. After much thought, I decided it would just be best that she not have Tracker for the next 2 years (she teaches 1st and 2nd). SO...since Kinta isn't an option for him this year because the van doesn't drop kids off until about 5:30 and that would mean him driving his sister crazy for two hours until time to come home, Tracker is a 1st grader at Leflore! Yes, that's right, all three kids attending three different schools is the only solution to Problem #3!!!
I don't know if I'm nuts, have too much confidence in my ability to handle stress, or just a glutton for punishment.....the jury's still out, but I am hoping for the best for all of them. The past couple of years haven't gone so pretty hot, we NEED a good one! Josh still works away from home, I'm just a single mom who happens to be married, so somehow, some way, these offspring and I have got to keep it all together!! Luckily, they're fairly adept at dealing with their momma when she has her "crazy days". I also have some pretty fantastic friends who were more than happy to help me with the Trackman til I get off work.
Today is the beginning of the first full week of school (that makes it a dang Monday), I made my 40 mile route, getting everyone to school on time and made it to work....ON TIME, an incredible feat for me without the new school circuit. Taylor did have to get ME outta bed this morning tho. Good thing we take turns being the responsible one...
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