Where has the time gone...

No more sleeps!
Nope, the leavers dinner is tonight.....
We went to the grade 10 leavers presentation evening last night.
It was a nice evening, the musical talent was outstanding.
Most of the awards were won by the grade 10 prefects - so nothing much has changed there, or students whose parents are on the parents and friends committee!
That's o.k. - they have all worked hard and deserve it.
I was mildly disappointed that Zach wasn't selected for an award (they gave out at least 100). I guess he has slipped through the cracks in that department - plus he's so quiet compared to how he once was - the loudest in the class in primary school.
I don't think anyone could every full understand what he has overcome since primary school, there are some that have overcome much more of course - but a little recognition would have been nice.
I saw the 'funny' peer awards nominations that some of the kids had written, Zach was nominated by his friends as "Most changed" it would be nice if the teachers could acknowledge that too. Anyway - he's my winner for sure.

We have had some in depth and serious talks this week about the 'after party' and how to handle certain situations.....he is not easily led, and doesn't feel the need to impress anyone, so I am hoping he makes the right choices tonight.

The reality of it all started to sink in last night, on the way home.
Tomorrow they have a picnic - mystery bus ride apparently - but anyone that is 'hung over' won't be invited. WTF???

I'm feeling weird and all over the place, in my mind that is, I think if I let myself dwell on it I could be a bit of a mess.
On the outside I'm looking organised and appear to have it all under control.
Not just the leaving school stuff, but work, finances, Lachlan and no doctors appointment, no end in sight.......Big A was ALMOST going back on shift work, which would solve one of our issues, but no they changed their minds and I was disappointed....wasn't meant to be at the moment I suppose - maybe at the end of February. I feel like nothing I do is ever good enough in all areas of my life, and the constant criticism is hard to shrug off at times. I try and be, and give all that I can - but it's never enough is it!

My Great Aunty Eileen died on Tuesday - she had been sick for a while, and it was her time.
Still sad though - no matter how prepared you are.
I was more worried about my Grandma, her sister, and how she was with it all.
Eileen was her younger sister - I don't think it matters how old you get, your sister would always be your sister (I don't have one, well not that I have grown up with and know as a sister, but I can imagine how it would feel).
I felt bad, as I was intending to ring her over the weekend, and didn't get there - every time I thought of it the phone would ring, or someone would turn up, or it was too late in the day.

On that note I'll go and make myself mildly useful!

G
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