Starting Sunday

My weekend has been good; Dad picked me up at 5:45AM yesterday morning and took me home at 1:30PM. We went to Skillet N' Grill and I had chicken and waffles. Then we went to Lake Grapevine and my father caught seven crappie but I didn't catch anything but little fish and put them back. 

Then we went to Culver's and both ate a twelve-piece shrimp basket. Then he took me home, and before he dropped me off he gave me a 20PK of Coca-Cola Zero Sugar. I started a new job at Cave Child Care Learning Center; and I'm waiting on Mrs. Charnel to respond to my text message. I am having trouble getting signed up and into Intuit account. My official week starts, tomorrow, and I work Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I go to The North Side Adult Day Care Center on Tuesday's and Thursday's. Last Tuesday, Mrs. Charnel called me about a job there and I was excited. I am sure we will work on this tomorrow, but she told me to give her my email address, yesterday, while I was with my dad. 

New Job

I start my new job tomorrow at 8AM! With Mrs. Charnel's Day Care Center. She called me at 12:30PM and offered me a new job filing papers and making documents.  I'm excited and she told me to bring my computer with me tomorrow. She told me she's dropping me off at the day care in the morning for me to get a feel for it. Then is coming back to tell me what to work on and talk about the logistics. 

My case manager was there before I got to The Northside Adult Day Care Center and when I got there she and I got on the phone with Tarrant County College. I am going to have to pay back this $2,582.22 to start going back to school. Just to get a transcript I have to pay this money back. I was blessed, when she offered me the job and I hope it pays well and I can pay my debt off. Being around kids and working on the computer is going to be fun. It will give me a sense of responsibility and I can make good use of my time, instead of wasting money and smoking all my cigarettes. I'm glad she wants me to start working at her daycare instead of me going to daycare.

I just took a shower and washed my hair. I put on the new clothes that Dad bought me; bright yellow sweatpants and a 101 Dalmations shirt. Dad, really took care of me and the family this weekend. He gave me $60; and five new shirts and four pairs of sweatpants. I called him at 3:30PM and he was on his way to go to base to get a haircut. He said we're going fishing on Saturday and he will take me to go eat breakfast at Skillet N' Grill.

This weekend was Easter and I went to my parents house. My Dad, picked me up at 4PM on Friday in my parents new Ford Bronco. Then we went to their house and then my little sister and the little one went to see a movie. The little one is finally adopted by my parents, and they said nothing is going to change between us. He made a lot of slime and offered them too me then took them back. We went fishing on Saturday; and we went to Easter Service at 4:30PM. I was happy to spend Easter with my family. Though, I'm even happier I start work tomorrow. 

Respect On Friday

​The words hurt and throwing and hitting and all the things that go along with it. I walked to the corner store to think and get away for a few minutes. I bought a Bang Can and a pack of Lucky Strikes menthol. 

I ask if there is anything I can do to make the situation better. Relationships haven’t been easy for me. I was left pregnant by my ex and my parents have been taking care of the child. I have been in and out of his life ever since. I don’t remember how I acted as a kid but I remember my father being deployed a lot. My mother and I not really getting along. My ten and eight year younger sisters fighting and I’m about to be an aunt.

My caregiver and my help at the center have been asking about my kid. I have a rough relationship with him. I don’t want to mention to much of hurtful information. Focusing on the good and bad on this situation and I know we all try our best to get along.

In 2013; I gave birth to my son and we’ve all struggled since then. I think about how close my parents are to me and sometimes it makes me sad. I try to call my Dad on Tuesday’s and Thursday’s to check up on my family. I am glad today we found a counseling center for me. 

It started when I didn’t buckle his seat belt in the cart at Target. Where he fell out and his head was messed up with a big knot. I freaked out and drove to my parents house instead of taking him to the hospital. I think at the time I was so selfish that I had also purchased Starbucks coffee while I got him some ice for his head. I’ve recently been reminded by him and my mom that I am selfish. 

That was the year I left my parents house and became homeless after getting into trouble with the law, school, and mental institutions. I tell you this not to alarm my readers but to tell you my story about the situation with my little one. 

Tuesday’s Thoughts

​I woke up at 5:15AM; getting up early because I went to bed early. I’m at The Lions Center, and didn’t have breakfast this morning. It’s 11:30AM and we’ll have lunch soon. Sitting here with my journals and my cellphone battery is half way full. I had a good weekend fishing. Hopefully we can go again.