I've got sooo much to do this weekend! Tonight is laundry, dishes, and starting homework; tomorrow is short-shift at the bookstore, shop at TJ's, home for a few hours and then off to the city for a birthday party; Sunday is finish homework (I have to read two books, put together a short presentation on one of them and write it up, and study for two quizzes, I'm guessing one of them will be on last week's reading and the other will be on this week's--too much to do!!!).

AND....mac tried to buy more things on Amazon, but since I have no one-click purchase anymore he wasn't able. He must have gone online when I left the computer to make dinner last night, that or he figured out the password, which I have now changed. and I am giving him a separate log-on account with access to a few limited websites. I must vet them all first though. good god child.

Mark Twain's child raising strategy is sounding more and more appealing, isn't it?

I admire the patience and understanding you're exhibiting in having to deal with all this, msbelle.

Mac is one crafty-assed kid. Determined too. Good thing he's got a stubborn mum.

The vendors use my name as many different parts of speech. Perhaps also as a curse word behind my back. ita-able means prone to change. ita-ish means complex.

And then they laugh.

Oh, the work I do to make it simple for them, and then they mock me.

what the fuck is my other option at this point? I am going to take my extra strength happy medicine though, because really I want to scream to high heaven. I did scare him enough that he closed himself up in the bathroom for a while.

And I just talked to the agent about the possibilities of putting in an offer on the other house.

The first townhouse that you liked so much, meara?

Pretty much what you are doing, msbelle, lock down his access except where you can watch him like a hawk. How much do you think is just really immature impulse control & consequence-comprehension?

Y'all know how fast I closed on my house (30 days.) Man, such a whirlwind.

I've swum my mile and a half (goal on weekends is to swim that Fri-Sun) and now I am eating salad on the deck with Devi and Loki keeping me company. Mister Kitty will come out, but he never stays.

I LOVE this weather. Time to go buy some plants and clean up my yard. Think I'll spend the morning and afternoon doing that. Maybe a walk around the lake. I may even *gasp* put on shorts!

I think it is about 40% impulse control and 60% payback for taking away the DS.

Yah. I'm mad so I will...ohhh want.

A friend had to padlock their pantry because their son was literally eating them out of house and home, and it was a little like that. He go get something he knew was being saved, take a few bites and it would be wasted. Or he'd give it to his friends. Then he'd figured, what the hell, he'd already screwed up, that looked good and then he'd get distracted and it was just wasting so much food, they locked it up, so he'd have to ask to get something. She thought it sounded awful, but really, couldn't afford to do anything but.

The new laws of the land as of tonight:

he takes anything out of my purse, I take one thing from his room each day until it returns and those things I take, they never come back.

if he gets onto the computer without me here and watching, I start locking things up: the computer, my purse, ipod, whatever else is of value.