Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Contradiction

Today, in my head at least, which is a very big step for me, I firmed up House Plan, version Uno, for our impending summer move.

Then I went to the high school here in town, and registered Duncan for classes next year.

I really don't want to move. If there were any way around it, I wouldn't. I really don't want to pull up roots here and become transplants somewhere else. I don't want to pull my kids out of their lives, and make them start again somewhere else. I don't want to move all my crap.

But, here is the plan. Version Uno:

We rent a storage unit, and move everything we can't get rid of into the storage unit, except for a few basics. Then we clean, paint, repair, spruce, whatever, and attempt to RENT OUT our house here. Once it's rented, then we find a place to rent for a while, til we can figure out what the next step is. This seems much less scary to me than selling this place outright. It is also the only way I see possible to get our house cleaned out and fixed up enough for anybody else to live here. And if everything else falls apart, we will still have a cheap house payment to come home to.

Now, back to the high school. We met with the resource people. The teacher seems nice. Competent. Definitely knows what she is doing. They seem to be flexible about doing whatever will work best for Duncan. The goal for the first year is just to get him acclimated and to have some successes. They are not too stressed about him earning credits for graduation. He has until he is 22, if he needs that much time, to graduate. Hopefully he won't take that long. So he is in resource for most of his core subjects, and is going to try a regular geography class, chorus, and computers. If it doesn't work, they will change it. It is for sure a whole different ball game than the one we have been playing for the past five years.

So we are forging ahead on two different trails, and not yet sure which one we will take. My plan is to keep forging ahead on both of them for as long as possible until we can see a little further along the path. And maybe one day soon, we will know where we are going.

1 comment:

Emilie said...

For what it's worth, I know what you are talking about. It was hard to move to a new place and school when I was 12, but fate stepped in and it turned out to be a wonderful thing for me - I found you my friend.