Monday, November 7, 2011

The New Kid

I have very little to complain about... but I can usually find something.  Mostly the same old things recycled.  I'm good at recycling.

I posted a while ago that Thing 1 was having trouble adjusting...  It's still got me upset.  I volunteered at the school's book fair, one of the very nice mothers who was also volunteering asked how the kids were adjusting and to my horror and embarrassment I started to cry.  Great.  In addition to whatever personal issues she's having, her mother is a blubbering idiot.  Great.

We've found a few more friends for both girls, but consistently find more likely seeming ones for Thing 2.  She found a friend on the school playground who isn't even in her class, but they have so much in common, and she seems like a really lovely little girl.Thing 1 still struggles.  She finds friends but she's much slower about it and they're not as good a fit.  Everything is painful.  Her school work has shown improvement,  nearly up to the levels I would expect, but she is very reluctant to go and lets her dread of the upcoming school week color her her weekend.  
She also hates church so desperately, she asked if I could "home-church" her, and started calling it "the C word."


Still struggling.

A little renovation

The new house needed a facelift.  When I would show pictures of the house around I noticed I kept adding "We didn't buy it for its curb appeal."  It would seem I'm embarrassed by how the house looks.
Fortunately that can be fixed.  So we started fixing.  A good coat of paint will work wonders, and will protect the exterior siding, which is in really bad shape anyway.  Also there were some trees that were dead or dying, and some that were so close to the house it looked like a dog in heat surrounded by its would be admirers. 

It took over a week to paint, a couple days to redo the exterior wood because of course when the carpenter started trying to put new steps on, he found the boards he needed to attach them to were falling apart, so he had to build whole new front steps.  The trees came down in one day, the same very busy day that the painters and carpenters were here as well.  Our house looked like a movie lot with nearly a dozen trucks parked out front, a huge dump truck in the driveway, and people moving all around.

The tree guys delayed a day because Thing 1 had asked so nicely to be able to see the tree outside her window coming down.  We filmed it.
The pictures are trapped on my other computer.  Long story.  But the renovations have begun.