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stevenpiziks) wrote2010-09-30 08:46 pm
stevenpiziks) wrote2010-09-30 08:46 pm
Downhill
After the successful banned book talk, the evening went rather downhill. The highway home was under construction and was narrowed down to three lanes, then two, and then apparently one. I finally exited and took sidestreets home, but wasn't sure if that saved me any time. A 25-minute drive took 65.
I realized by the time I got home that I was getting sick, either with something new or a recurrence of the same thing I had before. Kala had come over for the evening to supervise the boys, and when she left, I checked school web sites and found email from one of Sasha's teachers about trouble in class, and the on-line reporting system reported that he was sliding elsewhere as well. I called Sasha in to discuss this, and it turned into a full-blown fight.
Fighting with Sasha is always complicated and messy, and I hate it, and I think I need to find a therapist for him again, even though I know he won't want to go.
It was an exhausting night.
I realized by the time I got home that I was getting sick, either with something new or a recurrence of the same thing I had before. Kala had come over for the evening to supervise the boys, and when she left, I checked school web sites and found email from one of Sasha's teachers about trouble in class, and the on-line reporting system reported that he was sliding elsewhere as well. I called Sasha in to discuss this, and it turned into a full-blown fight.
Fighting with Sasha is always complicated and messy, and I hate it, and I think I need to find a therapist for him again, even though I know he won't want to go.
It was an exhausting night.