I kind of ran away for awhile

I feel like a kid that ran away from home. Where to start....

Well, as I mentioned apparently someone tried to snatch my daughter from the corner. Then two days later, she was sick, and stayed home from school. When she went back, she got her homework and told me she had until the next week to get it done. It sounded a bit odd, but OK I'll go with that. So the whole next week goes by and everything is hunky hunky dory and then, came "the" Monday.

Monday morning, her teacher calls to express her sympathy that my father had died, and she understood that we had been very busy what with going to Arizona for the funeral over the weekend and all, but, did I know that Conner had missed her detention that morning.

Silence.

"I'm sorry....WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY???"

For the record, my dad didn't die. We didn't go to Arizona, and no, she didn't mention the detention. She did however mention that she was supposed to help a teacher this morning, and for some reason she wasn't there. Oh wait, I get it now, Conner couldn't do the detention because I made her take here SISTER with her. Oh yes, it's all becoming clear now. I'll see you this afternoon in the principals office. Thanks for calling. Oh by the way, did you do the state reports in class? No. Oh see she doesn't have hers done because she told me you were doing them in class, and why yes I do know the are a half of her grade and it's due in forty eight hours. Have a nice chat with my ex-husband!

Seventeen homework alerts and a massive grounding later, I would have thought that she would have gotten the picture. That's what I get for thinking. The teacher called again last week, and let me know there were three more homework alerts and one was now a zero because she had failed to return it twice, and well you know how it goes. Then, this morning, she calls again...same FUCKING STORY! My kid has turned into some sort of lazy lying freak.

I have been known to lie. Not proud of it, but as adults it happens. I have never in a million years seen anything like this from a NINE year old child. Her father freaked, she has to see a therapist, which is cheap, and oh yeah, did I mention that now I wonder if the whole car pulling up thing even really happened. True story. I suspect now that she didn't have this work done and thought of a way to buy herself some time, but still didn't do it, and ended up getting caught anyway. I can't ask her, because she'll just lie again, and if it really did happen, I don't want her to think I don't believe her, but how the hell can I at this point.

I have basically been sitting around in awe, trying to figure out what the hell I have done so wrong, and that is where I've been hiding for the last month. At one point I considered sealing up the house and turning on the gas, but I decided that wouldn't be fair to the dog, and beating her won't work because then she'll tell her dad and he'll call DFS and that will be a whole big mess that I don't have time for. So yeah, that was my month.

I have been a bad blog friend and I'm sorry for that. Thank you to the people the queried my well being, I appreciate it and should have told you sooner that I was teetering between strangling my daughter and mainlining heroin, because at this point I think at least with the heroin then I wouldn't care. So yeah, what have you been doing?



What can I say, I needed to laugh.