Out the door again on a Saturday morning, crack of dawn, getting kids where they needed to be, Grandma babysitting the few at home, Sabrina got her driver's license, and now I'm waiting on Daniel and Megan to come by.
Because it's been too challenging to be able to leave my house for even a brief second, I'd not gotten around to changing the names on some social security cards for years, every time I filed taxes I was reminded, then it'd flit out of my over-taxed mind that was bound and determined to work hard on keeping everyone safe - an immense challenge for quite some time there. I just couldn't leave some raging kids unless Yolie and Chuck would be here, even then the ragers would amp it up so that I'd feel too uneasy to tend to other things that needed doing.
Nine and a half years of that kind of pressure accordingly is trauma-inducing. I'm not now celebrating by a cruise but rather by the onerous tasks I now feel good about completing. Nerd Girl, I know.
A couple of hours yesterday did the trick, under a deadline in that I knew she'd need a proper social security number today for her driver's appointment, sometimes the paperwork and the sitting and waiting all conspire to make me procrastinate.
I had eight errands yesterday, barely getting them done in time to dash home before the elementary school bus disgorged my two youngest sweethearts.
"Why are you on Prince Avenue?" Tony texted me from school, using the Google Latitude program that I also use to make sure I know where my teens are at all times. Turnabout. For me to be in town buffaloed him, I wasn't at a grocery store, the laundry room or my gardens.
A quiet Friday night with everyone behaving and keeping themselves occupied, this morning we also finished up the credit recovery courses...check completed on that task.
I got my elderly sewing machine repaired, tuned up, oiled, and raring to go, next project will be curtains in the living room. I've been HGTVing all sorts of ideas, now without ragers to tear 'em down as fast as I hang 'em, I'm feeling encouraged.
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Congratulations, Sabrina!
Congratulations to Sabrina! I've taught my 18 yo to drive and now my next one is 15 and studying for her permit. It sure will be nice if she can drive herself home from ball practice next year. I've done pretty well with SS cards due to a small SS office in the little town nearby. The task I've yet to tackle is getting citizenship certificates for my two born out of the country. $500 a piece. Yikes. Glad you are enjoying life more. I have learned a lot from reading your blog.
this is more for Erin - Immigration informed us to get US Passports to prove citizenship for our girls, we did that shortly after they came home, a certificate doesn't have a picture ID and isn't as good as proof of citizenship. Their passports need to be kept current, but it states quite clearly on them along with picture that they are citizens. Alot cheaper too.
Can I get a passport without an N600?
What do you require of your kids before they are allowed to get their drivers' permits and licenses?
My teenager will be 15 this summer, and talks alot about getting his permit soon, but I feel woozy thinking about letting him loose on the roads. A better age maybe 18 for him, or never?
Emma, thanks!
Erin - I still have to do that citizenship thingy on one here at home and I'm dreading it.
Dynamic Duo - Sadly, I can't do that as they entered the country under illegal circumstances...it's a long story here
Jen - It's been very different with every single kid here. Some were mature at 16, honestly some were in their 20s. I have no specific requirements, it is more of a gut feeling plus their own desires or not. Some are absolutely petrified about driving, some aren't mature enough to comprehend that it's like having a spare missel under their control
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