Waiting for the Salvation Army....

As you can see from the above picture, wee one has decided not to continue with safety patrol. Here's the deal....

Progress reports came out and although she is doing well in all of her subjects, she had a "D" in math. Not because she doesn't understand it, but because they are doing timed multiplication tests for grades. So, in three minutes they have to answer 100 multiplication questions (no pressure there!), and if you don't finish....no matter how many you answer are correct (all of the ones she finishes are)....you are graded on the amount answered. The first few tests she took were not good....she had left 47 unanswered, then 32, and so on. The last test she took she only left 17 unanswered, so she got a B.

Being that membership in safety patrol is based on grades, when she got the progress report she was put on "probation". (along with many others) Last night she took me into the bedroom and explained why she wanted to quit. She said that she is so worried about getting a good grade, that she is having a hard time concentrating on the work. She said that her worrying has gotten worse and that her ocd is kicking into high gear. So, she has decided that instead of doing poorly in math, she would rather quit the patrol and work on her grades.

I was so proud of her. It's not that she wants to quit because it is hard, or because she doesn't like standing in the heat....she wants to quit so that her school work does not suffer. I asked her if she would wait it out until report cards come out, because she will surely bring the grade up....but she insists she wants to quit at the end of the month. I am asking her to think about it, but in the end, it will be her decision. I told her that whatever she decides, I will understand....

I am sitting here waiting for the Salvation Army guys to come and take away my dining room table and a love seat. I can't wait to be able to walk through my computer room without smacking my knee on things! LOL....I managed to come up with a few bags of clothes and toys as well. John will be happy, since two of those bags have been in my car for a while now.

It was sort of cool this morning when I took Betsy to the bus stop. I actually had the windows down. It was cool....but a "humid-cool". Not the fresh, crisp cool that I am longing for....but at this point I will take what I can get. I see that we are getting a cool front though....next week it is going to be a chilly 86! Better break out the sweaters! The strange thing is that the pool water is cooler than before. All summer it stays so warm that it is almost unrefreshing....but lately it's been on the cold side....which is a sign that the nights are getting somewhat cooler.

I am going to go finish my cleaning and pick the damn dog up off the kitchen floor....he has been laying there barking for 15 minutes. Now before I get a call from PETA, I need to say that he has been fed, watered and walked....he is just too lazy to get up on his own. If I had a steak next to me, he'd find a way to pick his butt up!