Yesterday was a doozy!! Cemetery, surveyors, IEPs, drums, and allergic reaction. Oh, my! I feel like I lived at least one lifetime in the space of that day.
Family cemetery (phone call, texts, emails, set up private FB group for descendants of people buried there to facilitate communication). At this point I'm investigating the best legal & tax-free way to own/manage one (both the land & the bank account) when very few people live within 100 miles of the cemetery.
Surveying a 200+ acre tract of land (which I do not own & the deed for which has not been updated in almost 125 years!). Multiple emails, phone calls, texts, and pondering. (It's like I have a new part-time job with the cemetery & land.)
TWO (2) IEP meetings at school. (IEP = Individualized Education Plan, i.e., the legal document outlining a child's special education goals, services, etc.) Basically I spent 1.5 hours in the principal's office (because the school conference room is being used by staff from the high school who have been displaced due to last week's fire at the high school, which is affecting our entire community in many ways, including having to stop weekly after school tutoring for the most vulnerable, including our daughter).
1.5 hours in the principal's office with the principal, school psychologist, OT, speech therapist, special ed teacher, and each child's classroom teacher (in turn), plus the hearing itinerant (for BK's meeting only).
1.5 hours focusing on each child's weaknesses. Every person in that room knows our children have strengths, but that meeting is reserved for looking at their weaknesses and how to address them. So, that alone is exhausting.
But I also need to be on my game, paying attention, responding appropriately, questioning when I don't understand, sharing insight when I have it, etc.
Thankfully, those were the absolute best IEP meetings I have ever attended (and I've attended quite a few!). Both children have a good plan moving forward, and I am increasingly thankful for the professionals in their corner. Let's just say we're getting a lot out of our tax dollars. :)
It was prize night at Awana for BK's age group. He chose a desktop drum set. Oh, my!!
And on our way home from Awana (25 miles), I had an allergic reaction to a piece of candy. It was a sour twist-type candy, and I thought nothing of eating it. But as soon as I reacted, I pulled into a parking lot to read the ingredients. #2 on the ingredient list: wheat flour. I had no idea I would have such a reaction (though honestly it could have been to another ingredient). My throat was tightening, and I didn't realize I had Benadryl in my purse. As soon as I got home, I took two Benadryl, and it subsided. But it was very scary.
I slept well, though! ;)
Oh, I also spent time yesterday tidying the whole house (in prep for the housecleaner to actually clean surfaces) and navigating the multiple meltdowns that one child has each day.
Another day ... another 24 hours of the Lord's mercies.