Bad week

This is what a typical afternoon looks like in our house:

Holly was really sick and now Hannah is throwing up.  Not a good week.

We did spend a lot of time on the farm.  Joey has been exercising 'Stein'.  

To be honest with you I can't even tell you who 'Stein' is and Joey has a hard time picking him out.  He was the replacement for Amon and Joey isn't used to his new pig.  Anyway...it is one of the pink ones.  

I was talked into moving fences all over the pasture trying to keep pigs from escaping as we moved them from their sty to the exercise field.  

 

I thought I was going to die carrying all the equipment in my flip flops through manure but I managed to not let any one notice.  

On a new subject;

John and I have put a stop to the foster care plans.

John can't find the time to take the 8, 4 hour classes required for our license.  He said he would be too stressed adding that on his schedule this summer.  

He has been putting the classes off for months so that when summer came he would be able to do it.  Now he said he doesn't have the time again.  The kids were upset, I was mad and now it is tense in the house. 

I suppose I will have to speak to him sometime. (I'll have to on Father's day.  I promised to make him a coconut cream pie).

When I came home from work last night he had a fire going in the backyard pit with a glass of wine by a lawn chair.  I thought he had reconsidered.  

Wrong.  

He just started talking to me about the roof replacement, how we couldn't afford the kind of shingles I wanted and how much the windows and siding are costing us this summer.  

I'm just going to close the foster care door,

be bitter for awhile,

and then move on.  

Not much else I can do if he won't make it a priority. 

Johnny's baseball team is doing well.  They only need one more win to play in the 'world series'.  We will be holding our breath as he plays on Wednesday.  

I made the kids get up the other day and paint bathrooms at a school in a bad part of Chicago.

They were mad.

I told them it was good for them.  

I have no idea if what I make them do matters one single bit.  Sometimes I feel like I am wasting my time. These projects will probably turn out to be bad memories from their childhood.

That's it for now....otherwise I'm studying Macro economics and hating every second of it.

I know this is a negative post.  Sorry-

Bye-