Well, it's been a rollercoaster last two days. We have run out of money. I called my mom, not knowing what I was going to say to her. And, after some chat about how her work week has been, I mentioned not having money. Boy did I get a wallop in the back of the head by my mom. I know I'm not entitled to her money, I was just telling her what our situation was. But she beats down on me hard. Telling me that I could've prevented this had I stayed in Cali, had Sarah gotten a job instead of stayed with Shaunna, had we planned it out better I could be with my wife instead of 2 months of not being with her. She just didn't hold back, and instead of being encouraging, she beat me down. So much so, that I was in a funk almost all day today. She just doesn't understand the sacrifices we have made to be here today. She suggested Sarah get a job, which is easier said than done since Sarah isn't here in Arizona and she can't really work in a job remotely from Cali. She pretty much said we're doing everything wrong and we are a bother to the people we're with, mainly the Williams and Shaunna.
So, Sarah is planning on making it out here to live in a tent with me. After wrestling and debating with myself about how rudimentary being in a tent instead of an actual apartment was, and coming to the conclusion that I don't want her to be by herself, we are going to try the tent thing. I had to search conference talks and the Book of Mormon to get my answer. I am reminded of one of the smallest scriptures that says My Father dwelt in a tent.
Well, today I was in a funk. I was okay though. I wasn't like in an anxiety ridden funk, but I wasn't my normal upbeat usual self. Last night was similar, after I talked to mom and the tios invited me down for dinner.
I had a not so much interview as it was a hiring event with Amazon today in Tempe. I was really concerned because one of the things mom mentioned was that I wouldn't be able to handle a 4:30-2:30AM job, which she's probably right. But after the cotton swab drug test and the picture taken for the badge, I asked the lady if we can change our schedule, and she said that for the first two weeks, I have to go to the Wednesday/Thursday training for 20 hours each week, and then after that, job shifts are flexible according to your schedule. Boy was I glad to hear that. Really, really glad. I got a job at Amazon (and it's probably not in a wearhouse and also it isn't in Phoenix, it is in Tempe) and I get to keep my Mesa High School job as well as an IA.
I was super happy, and in a better mood than I had been all day. I listened to music with a lightened heart, and it was nice to tell Sarah all this. I also got an application to Chick-fil-a.
Gavin's been doing better. Monday was a crazy ending of the day as Gavin ran out of the classroom three times, the first I was able to restrain him right outside the door, and the last two times I had SpEd helpers come out, as well as I called the campus security. He was running, and he was fast. He would run to the fence and after he got his fix, he was easier to guide. The security came on a bike this time to help s out. They asked what my 20 was.
Today was the coldest day it has been since I got here. It was in the high 70s because it was raining at lunch and on. Oh yeah, and today is Gracie's birthday.
There has been some drama in the classroom. There are aides from other SpEd classrooms that come during lunch mainly, to change their respective kid. Well, Celia, who has been with OUR class since Friday, was complaining about how rude the new Savannah and Buddy aide was. Not just that, but they were complaining about how they are making us help changing their diapers. Lin is Savannah's aide and I've tried to be nice to her while others haven't. Also, they're letting their angst affect how they are changing their diapers. I just wanna say, get over yourselves and just help the best you can. I fed Buddy yesterday. It was better today.
