Today was our first day back to school–at least for January and 2010. We would have started yesterday, as was originally planned, but we have been passing around a stomach virus and the boy was still recovering. I almost went with a gut feeling yesterday and made plans to just start again next week instead. I should have listened to what was a sure prompting from God.
Today was not the most fun. I think the boy was still dealing with the drained feeling of having been sick. Add to that his Asperger’s, which has been rearing it’s ugly head this past month and then factor in a teen tude and you get the picture of what my day was like.
Piano practice that usually takes about 15-20 minutes each day to complete, took about 1 hour and 15 minutes. It seemed that each subject brought with it an argument and lack of desire to complete really anything. Things got really ugly when math was introduced. What should have taken him around 30 minutes on a bad day to complete, still isn’t completed. After he was working on his first practice problem for 1 hour and 10 minutes, I closed the book and announced that I was done for the day. It was 4 p.m. and quite frankly, I needed a break from him. We didn’t finish about half of what was actually scheduled for today. I know I didn’t over schedule him with work, because he would usually be done within about 4 hours with all of it if he applied himself.
We ended our day at that point after a lecture about responsibility and how school wouldn’t be done for the year until he actually finished that math book. If he decided to drag it out through August, then that was his problem, since the next school year would start soon thereafter.
I really dislike days like these. These are the days I just want to bang my head on the concrete in frustration. I am glad that we have good days to remind me of why we are doing this in the first place. I hope we have one of those soon. (smiles)