I just hit age 40 like about 6 weeks ago and the number itself doesn't hold much significance out of context. So to put things into context and to give my head a bearing to follow here's where I find myself these days. As those who know me know, there's a lot going on. The boys are doing great even as we begin the final swim through what is expected to be a really hardcore run through a divorce against an alcoholic mom. We can at last say we have done absolutely everything possible in the way of alternatives, treatment, counseling, alanon and alateen meetings, Marchment and Baker acting, damage control, picking up the slack for her descent from functional to dysfunctional and instable. I'm there in every step along the way explaining things to them as they ask the questions, paying out for everything from the day to day bills to other peoples' mistakes. This has been life for years. We are moving on. This afternoon I have an interview for what could become an executive level position. To win means a far better life for them, the power and authority to make decisions that can positively affect thousands and the next step in a living crusade to change government and attitudes for the better. It also means greater community involvement and the possibility of ratcheting up the scale of volunteer efforts and of connectedness. I've been at this for the better part of 15 years streight. This warrants it's own blog. Finally answers came to questions I've had for many many years regarding the way I percieve the world and the difference between it and the way everyone else perceives it. It has a great deal to do with thinking visually and in pictures, the expression of and reading emotion in faces and in the hardwiring of the brain. Neither of the boys inherited this from me, so life will be a little easier for them through thier youth whereas in my case I was forced to adapt and navigate though it in spite of those differences. So, I've decided to begin the work of setting up a segragated environment for Autistic kids. I figure the project will take the better part of a dozen years to get right and to get going properly. The first phase will be doing the homework and the research into funding sources, starting conversations with the experts and the high level plan.
I just hit age 40 like about 6 weeks ago and the number itself doesn't hold much significance out of context. So to put things into context and to give my head a bearing to follow here's where I find myself these days. As those who know me know, there's a lot going on.
The boys are doing great even as we begin the final swim through what is expected to be a really hardcore run through a divorce against an alcoholic mom. We can at last say we have done absolutely everything possible in the way of alternatives, treatment, counseling, alanon and alateen meetings, Marchment and Baker acting, damage control, picking up the slack for her descent from functional to dysfunctional and instable. I'm there in every step along the way explaining things to them as they ask the questions, paying out for everything from the day to day bills to other peoples' mistakes. This has been life for years. We are moving on.
This afternoon I have an interview for what could become an executive level position. To win means a far better life for them, the power and authority to make decisions that can positively affect thousands and the next step in a living crusade to change government and attitudes for the better. It also means greater community involvement and the possibility of ratcheting up the scale of volunteer efforts and of connectedness. I've been at this for the better part of 15 years streight. This warrants it's own blog.
Finally answers came to questions I've had for many many years regarding the way I percieve the world and the difference between it and the way everyone else perceives it. It has a great deal to do with thinking visually and in pictures, the expression of and reading emotion in faces and in the hardwiring of the brain. Neither of the boys inherited this from me, so life will be a little easier for them through thier youth whereas in my case I was forced to adapt and navigate though it in spite of those differences. So, I've decided to begin the work of setting up a segragated environment for Autistic kids. I figure the project will take the better part of a dozen years to get right and to get going properly. The first phase will be doing the homework and the research into funding sources, starting conversations with the experts and the high level plan.
Thanks, Raven. The interview went over really well. Funny thing, I found myself pitching the cause of three other individuals for a few other positions that would work to the benefit of the entire organization. I'll go collecting resumes today to get them hand delivered for consideration by COB today. They're great people and I can see where they will thrive if they get accepted.
Bonnster. We need to catch up! So, Saturday works for me as I have a laundry monster accumulating in a room that used to have furniture in it. Yeah, I'm not worried about custody. The boys have already made thier choice clear and they's choosin stability, good food and the preferred low stress lifestyle that only one of thier parents can offer (the parent who's ass is NOT kicked by 3rd grade homework). This whole thing hasn't worked on so many levels over the course of years.
(next part written to high-tempo bee-bop jazz) Overall as it turned out, I had to rush someone to the hospital for dental pain at 3:00 AM yesterday, this was followed by the morning drill of getting the boys to the bus, followed by work for a couple of hours, followed by a dental appointment so that she could get two teeth extracted that caused the hospital visit, followed by the interview, followed by picking up the patient, along the way grabbing the attention of two police cars that did appear to pursue but due to traffic lost interest in me, then back to the house, receive the youngest boy from the bus, homework, off to get pain scripts and smokes then back to the house, process the boys through baths, cook an awesome baked italian sasuage and peppers, garlic beef broth for the patient, feed the kids, watch bad TV, all off to bed. (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. ding!) 4:30 AM EDT and our Dachsund gives a series of 'fair-warning' barks. It's his way of saying that there's a spot on the lawn that could use the free fertilizer but this spot on the carpet would do just as well while the bigger dog Ceasar, just sat there licking his own butt!
Thanks, Raven. The interview went over really well. Funny thing, I found myself pitching the cause of three other individuals for a few other positions that would work to the benefit of the entire organization. I'll go collecting resumes today to get them hand delivered for consideration by COB today. They're great people and I can see where they will thrive if they get accepted.
Bonnster. We need to catch up! So, Saturday works for me as I have a laundry monster accumulating in a room that used to have furniture in it. Yeah, I'm not worried about custody. The boys have already made thier choice clear and they's choosin stability, good food and the preferred low stress lifestyle that only one of thier parents can offer (the parent who's ass is NOT kicked by 3rd grade homework). This whole thing hasn't worked on so many levels over the course of years.
(next part written to high-tempo bee-bop jazz) Overall as it turned out, I had to rush someone to the hospital for dental pain at 3:00 AM yesterday, this was followed by the morning drill of getting the boys to the bus, followed by work for a couple of hours, followed by a dental appointment so that she could get two teeth extracted that caused the hospital visit, followed by the interview, followed by picking up the patient, along the way grabbing the attention of two police cars that did appear to pursue but due to traffic lost interest in me, then back to the house, receive the youngest boy from the bus, homework, off to get pain scripts and smokes then back to the house, process the boys through baths, cook an awesome baked italian sasuage and peppers, garlic beef broth for the patient, feed the kids, watch bad TV, all off to bed. (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. ding!) 4:30 AM EDT and our Dachsund gives a series of 'fair-warning' barks. It's his way of saying that there's a spot on the lawn that could use the free fertilizer but this spot on the carpet would do just as well while the bigger dog Ceasar, just sat there licking his own butt!
My son has boarderline Asperger's so I am interested in this commune or whatever it is going to be. Good luck on your divorce, I know you'll get full custody if you try. Well, let's face it, it is within the best interests of all involved. I would like to chat some time soon. Maybe Tuesday night you'll be around or Saturday morning. I would appreciate any advise you have to help my son negotiate this world.
My son has boarderline Asperger's so I am interested in this commune or whatever it is going to be. Good luck on your divorce, I know you'll get full custody if you try. Well, let's face it, it is within the best interests of all involved. I would like to chat some time soon. Maybe Tuesday night you'll be around or Saturday morning. I would appreciate any advise you have to help my son negotiate this world.
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