At the library , we have a homework club for elementary school kids. In some of the libraries it goes up to high school. It seems to really help that there are a bunch of kids that are getting together in one place for the purpose of getting homework done. I wonder if something like that would help CJ. It is one way to help with the organizational issues

I think I could do Saturday brunch - there's a possibility Dylan has a soccer game that morning, I need to look at my schedule at home.

I say hello to Shadow when I get home, but that's because he comes trotting down the driveway when I get home and sits down pointedly until I greet him properly. If I'm late I get meowed at and I have to apologize. I don't say good-bye to him when I leave, because he's already taken my spot in bed next to Hubby and glares at me until I leave.

I probably would say something if I was leaving,or arrived home, but I might not go out of my way. I certainly would if asked

OK, it looks like the Zine Fest wants me to come in on Saturday morning, also. But I might still be able to have breakfast with you, depending on how early (or late) you can have it. I still hope we can at least meet and say hi when you're that close.

I also tell whichever critter is closest that they are in charge while I'm gone. Because some needs to be.

Ha! Yeah, we used to do this when we had more than one pet. Extra funny to us when we'd leave one of the pets in charge while there'd still be a human at home. Now I just tell the dog to try to be a good girl. And I always say goodbye to the husband if he's home, of course. I'd also say hello or goodbye to roommates, as long as they weren't sleeping or busy because it seemed rude not too. Also, I generally lived with friends

Steph, could you email me as well? After having decided that my son does not have ADHD, he just is a bit oppositional so he needs to be disciplined with a soft hand, I am now suspecting my daughter may well have it, but because she's bright she's working at grade level so she hasn't been ID'd by her teachers.

Steph, could you email me as well?

Absolutely!

Thanks

Man, my shoulders are tight, I can't concentrate for more than short burst, I feel like utter shite, frozen in place and yet want to just crawl in bed and pull the covers over my head. Anxiety attack? Probably. My meds are in the other room and just going that distance is insurmountable at the moment.

I don't know if this is from the whole CJ thing, the undefined thing I can't explain, the networking event I'm supposed to go to this evening, residual traveling ick...I guess it doesn't matter.

Ok, slow deep breaths and I'm headed for the Lorazapam.