Keep It; Toss It

Missouri child support is irritating the shit out of me. When I was in Maryland I’d sent information and a request for them to start direct depositing my money into my account in Maryland. They did. Over two weeks ago I sent information and a request to them to start direct depositing my money into my NY account. I was supposed to get paid today. Child Support disbursed my money on Thursday as usual, (so it’s deposited into my account on Friday) but the money isn’t in either of my accounts. I called both banks this morning and neither of them has a pending deposit for me. Where the fuck is my money? Since it’s Saturday I can’t call CSE to find out so I’m stuck until Monday with my money out there in cyber limbo somewhere. IRRITATING!!!!

I got past it since there isn’t anything I can do about it right now and I decided to get some more work done around here. First I began cleaning then realized that bigger projects were waiting. Not that I didn’t clean, I did; but I felt the urge to go through all the kids’ dressers to weed out the old, too small, disliked clothing to make room for Christmas clothing. I started with Dolly’s stuff and I had her help me.

We went through each drawer and each piece of clothing. If it was too small and in good condition it went into a bag; if it was too small but grungy from all of her playing in the dirt it went into the garbage. I didn’t have to worry about anything she doesn’t like because she loves clothing. We got rid of about half her shirts and only a couple of pairs of pants. Since I’d gotten those clothes off of Craigslist a couple of weeks ago, and most of the pants (discovered after the purchase and the clothing was home) are size six and are Capris, we put those in a drawer of their own to wait for spring. She was actually left with a good number of pants but is sorely lacking in long-sleeved shirts. Good thing Santa is bringing some.

Then I brought Ty down to go through his stuff. It only took us about 20 minutes because he’s faster than Dolly and could decide right away if things were being kept or tossed. Whatever didn’t fit him or that he didn’t like went into a Zach pile, but I had to let him know that we didn’t have to keep each and every item he had in his dresser. He wanted to so I explained that the purpose of going through things was to get rid of some of it. He finally understood the point and we got rid of a lot, but he’s still got loads of clothing left. He’s still getting more from Santa, too. Then it was Zach’s turn.

We first went through the pile from Ty. Zach took what he wanted but the rest was handed down to Kara’s youngest son, Little Boy. Zach, who I thought had more clothing than Ty was actually left with almost nothing as far as sweat pants and long-sleeved shirts are concerned. Another WHEW!! Santa has a load of them for Zach. Whatever was too small or that he just doesn’t wear – Zach is very picky about his clothing – went to Little Boy who, by the way, made out like a bandit in the pajama department.
When I was finished with the kids I set to getting their closets organized. Since we’ve moved in I’ve just had all their pants in one closet and all their shirts in another. I actually took the time today to separate everything and give each boy his own closet. They’re pleased because now they don’t have to worry about getting their jeans mixed up and having to fish through all of them to find their own. I just couldn’t believe I got it all done without giving up and deciding to “leave it for tomorrow” like I usually would.

As we were going through everything I’d found a couple of things of Zach’s and Dolly’s that they wanted “but it has a hole in it.” So I spent this evening mending four different items, each one requiring a different colored thread. There should be a law that says everything has to be sewn with either black or white thread. Trying to find the right shade of pink or purple is just not right. I did it, though, and all items are mended and deposited in their respective dressers. I feel very accomplished again today; I just love getting things done.

Tomorrow I’ll finish cleaning which consists of only dusting and doing the floors. After that, I’m free for the rest of the week and can concentrate on finishing up what I need to do for Christmas. Did I mention that I can’t wait for next Sunday? I think December 26th is my absolute favorite day of the year. Christmas is over and I can relax once again. I’ll just have to stress it out for a few more days; I can do it, I do it every year. Meantime, I’ll just put on a happy face and wish everyone I see a Merry Christmas. It might be through gritted teeth but it’ll be there nonetheless. I’m going to bed now, though, so I can dream of pleasant things.

Until next time…peace to all.