HOLY CRAP!

It's been a few days without any gamebox time and almost two weeks since I've worked on my bike.  All my projects are getting neglected.

I have an audit at work coming next week and it's kicking my ass to be as prepared as possible.  We're looking at my first audit of policy that I wrote, actual real world "we do this and that because.." and my nerves are shot.  With the last few month's B.S. I haven't been hitting it as hard as I should have, but I'm going into overdrive mode now.  Which means I've barely got time to take a whizz, much less anything else.  I eat stress flakes for breakfast.  No sweat.

After a stellar start to the year, the boy has finally come off the rails with his homework.  By the time I get home from work, we're in the floor doing his and getting dinner and bedtime going.  His inability to be honest about the amount of work he needs to do has cost him his video games until November 1st.  I am in constant contact with his teacher, so I know what is required daily.  He knows I talk with her, and will still lie about whether he's gotten it finished.  It's almost outright rebellion.  Maddening.

His teacher is very involved and has promised we will keep working together to get him back on track.  I think I need to hire the boy a tutor.

The new girl is something out of a storybook- I'll get into details later, but I'm waaaaaay outta my league.  I'm a lucky bastard.  And she hunted ME down.  I smell like cake and money.  :D

So, to recap, stress, homework, no gamebox or motorcycle, cake and money.

Life is good.

Ain't nothin to a G.