Things Beyond My Control
Sunday, May 20, 2012
My laptop hates me - or maybe its Spark. I will try this again. I should type my first draft in Word so that when the text disappears, I can hit that little “undo” button to save the day. I can’t believe it has only been 7 days since my blog. A super-stressful week.
I did not realize that I had been holding my breath until Thursday morning’s official declaration of class rank. Our school district (maybe they all do this) weighs all AP, IB, and Honors classes the same. Several of the top ten students have taken advantage of this in an effort to improve their gpa. One in particular is taking three honors art/music classes this year and she leaped 3 spots in rank. I do not think this is fair and I have been quite vocal about it throughout the entire year. Every year for the past three years, Josh has taken two IB Math classes and two IB Science classes. There is no way an art class is as hard as a Calculus or Physics class. She did not unseat Josh – his gpa is a half point higher than hers. My son was riding an emotional high from all the recognition that came that day. It was on to Honor’s Night and his AP Government teacher said during his introduction of Josh, “Guys, we need to set a chair up here for Josh so that he doesn’t have to keep walking back and forth to the stage.”
Josh will give his Valedictorian speech at Reliant Stadium (yes, where the NFL Texans play) on Saturday in front of thousands of people……he isn’t the least bit concerned. He still has an AP Calculus exam on his last day of school.
I was doing ok with my eating – staying aware of my calories until Friday night when the a/c quit. First thing Saturday morning, I call my landlady – telling her that I have family flying in. I’m sure she is relaxing at this very minute in her cooled home. She approved $500 for a $1200 patch job on a unit that needed replacing 5 years ago. I have left 3 messages on her machine and I am keeping my eyes Where they should be. I’ve had to recalculate my week since this has become a crisis.
Tomorrow is a new day and a fresh start with my nutrition.