This time, I’m in front of one of the local Boys and Girls club, it’s after dinner time, it’s cold and I didn’t bring my book.
Emily is in there with the lady from Community Living and her intern.
If it goes well tonight, this could be another recurring volunteer gig for my girl so I’m sitting here for what could be 3 hours…
Here’s to hoping she can have support worker hours approved to help with this as I can’t imagine I would enjoy volunteering here to help her.
How I wish I could be a fly on the wall to see how the kids are reacting to her, if they are nice to her, if she fits in.
I hate not being with her and provide her a buffer just in case but I know I have to give her room to learn and grow…
This is a crazy roller coaster ride my friends and here I thought it would get easier once she would be an adult.
I’m not sure how far away it has to be to count as long term…
All I know is that 3 years from now, we are planning to be ready to move into our dream house.
Our dream house will be the place where all 3 of us will have private / hobby space as well as enough common room to be able to live comfortably.
I read this recently:
This has reinforced my belief that not only we need to plan for all of this but we need to live comfortably and continue to grow as a family and has individuals.
So here I am, reworking our family budget to pay off debts and save some money while at the same time listing all the little things we can fix around the house to slowly make it ready to sell in 3 years.
So, we now have a board with pictures of things we want in our new home to keep us motivated.
Gourmet kitchen, central vacuum, hot tub, a bath big enough for an adult…
Tonight, Emily started to add to it.
When she was little, we moved quite a bit.
Now, we’ve been here 12 years and Emily never wanted to move to another house but now she’s getting into it.
Look at what she added:
She’s dreaming with us!
And look at her printing! 🤩