Alex Camacho
Crosby, TX, United States
Born in Houston, Texas and raised all over living the life of an Army Brat. I Went to eight different schools (three elementary, one middle school, four high schools) and have one little brother who’s not so little anymore. I’ve been married for nearly fourteen years now to a woman who rocks my world and I've been blessed with two wonderful children. Our dog, Sally, is a big black lab saved from a local shelter.

Monday, August 16, 2004

Next Monday?

Today is Next Monday. I knew it was coming but I still can't help but get frustrated and mad. We're now looking at this Wednesday but it'll probably be Next Monday. Sometimes I just want to scream. It's all paperwork. I realize this but I can't help but hate it. Nothing to do but wait. Serious De ja vu here...
Marcel was supposed to start school last Thursday. We figured him missing the first two days wasn't a big deal as we would be in the house by Next Monday. So here we are and Marcel still isn't' in school. Then Lana hit me with something we talked about years ago. Home schooling. I always wanted to do home schooling for Marcel but we never had the time and/or money to devote ourselves to it. With us both staying home and Lana pulling home a fat check every month, there's no more excuses and it's looking really great. I've been hitting all afternoon. If what I've read so far is true, Texas has no laws or regulations regarding home schooling. I've joined a few groups in Texas and plan on picking some brains in the next 24 hours. I think we're going to put Marcel in school until we know the ins and outs of all of it. For a week or two starting tomorrow. I'm really excited about it and I think Lana is too. Marcel's not sure what to think of it just yet. We told him the pros and cons of it and asked him to think about it.
Meanwhile, I'm wondering how we're going to move, get the power turned over, the telephone transferred, water turned on, cable up and running all before our landlord Elmor gives us the boot here since we're only paid up for this month. Lana's gonna try and sweet talk the home owners into letting us get all that transferred/turned on so we can start moving in before the final closing date.
I'm hungry. Maybe I should eat to stave off the bitchiness. I still wanna scream though. Arg. Gonna go clean the house a bit and get some food. Later.

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