Hi, guys.
The job is going well and i am in love and Roni is a horrid child at school who is skating close to failing first grade.
i'm so stressed over Roni. My ulcer is killing me. We are going to take her to get tested for ADHD Monday and see if she needs medicine since it's obvious that there is no punishment prohibitive enough and no reward exciting enough to convince her to behave at school. Diet has been changed and reinforcements have been used. We've been supportive to pissed and everything in between, to no avail. i'm ready to trade her in for a new model like on that commercial i saw during Saturday Night Live the other night . . . What? That wasn't a commercial? Oh, damn! Scrap that, i love her anyways, and i'd miss her too much, too.
Other than that, i think i will be staying at this job as i'm beginning to fall into place and fit well in all areas and it's only been two weeks . . . i like it a lot.
Love to everyone; call me if you have the number because i miss you all!
confessed on Thursday, Nov. 15, 2001