Why is this not working? Guess I will try to muddle through.
Its been a long day. Its been a long year. Its been a long life.
I have no idea what is going on with this typing but it does not seem to be working. A common complaint I know, but this has gotten bad. I have no idea what is happening or if it will actually do what I type. But I had a look at it and it seems to be okay, just looks funny when I am typing.
As you can tell, a lot has happened in a short amount of time. Once again, I will try to get this done but it never seems to work that way so you are on your own. The picture is not really recent, Sydney has not been with us for a long time now, about three years? I don't know but it was what I came to first in my photos and I decided to use it.
I am at work now. Working on a contract for Tasmania Department of State Growth. Not really a job but I have been here for about 9 months now, on a month by month basis. Doesn't really pay anything, just enough to pay my bills but not enough to save any money for anything. And with all the life expenses that come up, it never seems to get me anywhere. But I am sure I will complain about that in much more detail if I continue to update this blog.
And that's a big question, whether I continue to do this in the future. I'd like to but I never seem to have the time or the inclination. Too many other things keep happening and too much up and down in my life to really get into a comfortable position to keep this up. I know it is for the kids, but life gets in the way of reporting on life. I know, cryptic, but maybe I will get into it. It will make this blog very depressing if I do but then again, I always seem to find a way to make it entertaining. Maybe I can do that again.
It has been a really bad two, three, maybe even ten years. I have reported on some of it but not all. With the recent tragedies, it has made it a lot worse but maybe something will come out of it. Im not sure what but maybe a crossroads has been reached and things will change. Any change would be for the better so I am looking forward to it, not going through it but looking forward to having some answers and deciding on a direction. Again, cryptic, but that's the way it is.
Maeghan is in college. I vaguely remember typing that somewhere. Maybe it was here. Its not what I would call college. It is the eleventh grade. Eleventh and Twelfth grade are college in Australia. School ends at tenth grade and then you have the choice of going to college or trade school or doing nothing. Maeghan is in school. In two years, if she does well enough, she can then go to University, which is what I would consider college. That costs money. Not sure how much but if you qualify, you can get a loan from the government. You have to pay it back and the theory is you make enough when you graduate in your new job to pay it back. But I am always hearing about how much everyone owes for their university dept. That it cripples them for life and they never make enough money to pay it back. But we have a year to think about it and she is not sure what she will be doing, so we will see.
Maeghan has started her work program for one of her classes. It is child care or child studies or something like that. She has started working in a day care facility once a week. She doesn't get paid for it but it is supposed to get her experience. I see it as free labor for the daycare, but if it helps here then maybe they will give her a job in the future, or someone will.
You see, Maeghan is still really small and she will never be any bigger. She is perfectly well adjusted to it but there are things she just cannot do. She doesn't have the strength or the height to do some things. Its not a problem but others might see it that way and hold it against her. We know how bad the job world can be. Maybe it is different in the child care world as her height might be seen as an advantage to relating to small children but then again, they might think the older children will take advantage of her. Its a dilemma she will have a face.
She is doing this in leu of her cooking work or her IT work. She had to choose which one she wanted and she choose child care. Next year, she will have to choose again and she says she will go back to cooking but I doubt it. She likes the child care work even though she already has some credits in the hospitality area from the classes she took in tenth grade. Its really complicated, or I think it is, in the way they assign and give credits to you work in college. They have different classifications or levels you get certified in for different areas of work. Like there is one for hospitality and one for child care and one for IT work. Each one has its own certification levels. For example, she got a level one certification in hospitality from the tenth grade classes she took. In college, you are expected to reach a level three classification in something. She should get her level three in child care this year. Next year, she can get a level three in something else. Once you have that, you are technically employable in that field, whatever it is. You can then go on to University and earn a degree in whatever you have a level three classification in but you do not have to.
I am sure I explained that entirely wrong but since no one looks to me for information about this stuff, I can explain it in anyway I want. If I am wrong, then I am wrong. As long as Maeghan understands it and can tell me what she needs and how I can help then it all works out.
I could go on about Maeghan and the things she has done, l like being in a play and the play and her name was read out in the state government meetings, but that is another story. I can use that as an inspiration to get back into blogging. I do want to say I am in the process of re-reading all the entries I have ever made in this blog. I am up to about 2008 right now. That's the main reason I am typing in this now. I used to be good at this, and God knows, I need something to do that I am good at. Maybe this is it. I will give it a try to see. Plus, it is great to go back and read all the things that have happened in our lives. It gives me hope that we can do that again. It has to be better than this.
I should say something about William. He is in the eighth grade. He still does not read very well but can read some. He still gets in trouble. He does have a regular friend that comes over and he goes over there so that is good. I am not sure I like the friend but he is not a druggie or a bad guy so that's a good thing. I don't know much about what goes on at school. He never talks about it and doesn't say anything when I ask. The teachers stopped complaining about him but I am not sure that is a good thing or not. I think they might have given up on him but from what I hear, most of the kids in his class are just like William. They can't read very well, they do not behave and they are constantly getting in trouble. William doesn't get in trouble at school so maybe he is a good kid while he is there.
And I have to say, William is a good kid. He is very loving and affectionate and will do most things without complaining or getting upset. He gives everyone he meets a hug and does things to try to make them feel better. With all the tragedy we have had lately, he has been very good through it all. Giving people hugs when they need it, offering to help when he can. He is very good. He is still loud and interrupts a lot and tries to push his way into conversations he has no business being in, but he does it out of his own need to be helpful to everyone. He is a good kid and I wish we had more time to spend together.
As I mentioned, I am at work and should stop tying into this thing. I do not have the most comfortable position here in that I am just a contractor and if I am not working, then they have no reason to keep me around. Right now, I am just watching the phones but I am sure I should be doing something else with my time. So I will say goodbye for now. I'll be back. Don't know when or how but I will come back someday and do more. Maybe I will even be funny. Don't feel very funny but I could at least make the effort.
Until next time
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