I don’t feel very diplomatic right now. More the ‘unhh’ sounds whilst drooling feeling. And the banging the head against the wall repeatedly feeling.

Frustrated with Maria’s case, frustrated with the youth drama. Not excited about the work I’m facing in the next few weeks. Work? What? WHERE ARE MY BONBONS??

I know. I have such a tough life, eh.

This is me, trying to, as my awesome Beth Moore prayer book talked about today, put my hope in Yahweh/God/Abba. (Currently I am calling Him YHWH). Hope that all this MESS will actually work out somehow for the good. Of God, glory, etc etc amen.

Because my other responses include yelling at everyone, and giving up. I am that mature. YES, the government thinks I can look after their children! They think I’m balanced! HAHAHA jokes on me them.

Maria’s workers are being ridiculous at getting information back and forth between each other. I know it’s summer, people, but c’mon! This is what you get paid slightly decent money for! Do your job! Hell, they haven’t even told me yet if I can take Maria to the summer camp we’re going to in a few weeks. You know, the one I asked permission for in, oh, MARCH? So I’ve said, I’m going, she’s going, if you want her to have access you can drive the multiple hours to the camp to get her. Because she ain’t going to respite because you all can’t get off your ‘busy’ backsides. And let’s not even talk about the other large issues I have repeatedly asked information about, and yet am not getting anything. Am going to call my worker this week if I don’t hear anything by Wednesday. That’ll put the fear of God in ‘em (my worker = scary awesomeness).

My current response when someone (everyone) asks about how Maria’s family case is going is just to shake my head. Because I have no more words.

And then there’s that fun youth group/church drama. I am so done with it. Except, not, because I’m not giving up and we’re finally sitting down to figure it all out. I just don’t feel like revisiting the same thing I’ve discussed a thousand times with so many players already. Since when did bureaucracy trump action in the Church? Are we reading different bibles?

I know. I’m not being very diplomatic, eh.

And there’s a wedding that I signed up to do what was at one point just a little bit of work on, and now seems way more daunting.

And I’m going on rollercoasters all day this Friday in the sun and heat with a bunch of teenagers. Me, the woman who can’t climb a three step ladder without freaking out, and whom recently sat on the back of a motorbike with her husband in the driveway stationary and freaked. out. Yeah, it’s totally a good idea.

And my ankle still really, really hurts.

And I am so, so pathetic.

HAHAHA no really. I am so sorry you had to read this. I’ll leave you with the aftermath of my fight with a car’s trunk while camping – which apparently also looks like it could have come from a bit of a domestic dispute, which is awkward when you’re dropping off your kid at the access centre and meeting all the bio parents.WHEEE!