A New Outlook On Life

Literally!  because we have new windows!  :)  There are now double-paned windows where once were only 40 year-old single-paned.
And they're so clean!
Wonder how long that will last...

It's PMS time again, so I've been in a pretty constant state of rage.
Which will dissipate soon.

LG has been offered a spot in the Fabulous high school.  Today one of the other moms tried to talk me out of sending him there.  The same mom who, 2 years ago, accosted me in the schoolyard and accused my son of beating up her son.
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People are weird.

On a happier note, I'm doing the staged reading this Saturday.  We had rehearsal last weekend, and another tomorrow.  It probably won't be my most brilliant work, lol!  But it'll be fun.  And it's nice to be back in the game, even just a bit.

OK, it's now Wednesday (I started writing this yesterday) and I am NOT happy!
The Crazy Mom, the one who tried to talk me out of sending LG to the Awesome School, did something so beyond the pale I can't even see straight. Yesterday, after talking to me, she went BACK inside the school, found the teacher, and told her that I WANT MY SON TO GO TO THE DISTRICT SCHOOL.  Which is A) A LIE!, B) NOT at all what I said to her and C) NOT HER PLACE TO SAY!  How DARE she?!?!?!?! And what the HELL was she she thinking?!?!?!?!

Actually, I know what she was thinking.  She's nervous about sending her son to high school, and it's rubbing off on him. So she's told him not to worry, because his buddy LG will be there with him.  Then she overhears a teacher talking about LG's placement, and she doesn't like the fact that he won't be in class with her son.  So she tries to talk me into changing schools, then tries to override MY FAMILY'S DECISION by lying to the teacher.
Luckily, THANKFULLY, the teacher didn't believe her, and ushered her out.  And then told me about it.

I am SO TIRED of others trying to manipulate me.  SO. DONE!
And I'm REALLY over being the idiot that attracts the psychos.  For whatever reason, they flock to me.  I'm through.  If it means I have to be a cast-iron b*tch, so be it.

I'm hoping that none of this will affect his placement.  I'm also ready to torture this woman, slowly and painfully.
So, instead, I'm going to go for a walk, and then get ready for rehearsal tonight.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!