-Started the day with a 9 a.m. business meeting with John Solomon, John Mark, and our newest business apprentice, Leah.
-Then off to Zac’s school to meet with the nurse and principal about various aspects of Zac’s life at school and how to keep him on track with his studies.  That requires a meeting with me and all the teachers on Monday.
-Then back across town to Walmart to get some food and make myself something to eat.  Put a movie on to watch while I ate and fell asleep shortly after I was done eating.
-Woke.
-Went to my kids house to meet the bus when Zac got home to speak with the driver about the possiblity of him eating one of his snacks, fruit, on his way home.  Which he’s now going to do.
-Then off to get Caleb from Extended Day, but not Dan because he went home with his friend Brent.
-Then to the computer at my kids house to research what type of an LLC we were going to be:  a partnership, a S corp or a corp.  Finally made the decision of which of the three, this enabled me to go to the IRS site and get our Tax ID number.  Two and a half hours later I has holding the paper work that contained said number.
-Then to make dinner for Zac.  Everyone else had pizza their father brought home from the Friday night pizza special from Wholefoods.
-Then upstairs to my girl’s room, Grace and Sarah’s, to announce that the “Alice in Wonderland” movie released and we need to go.  Tonight.  To the next showing.  They didn’t agree that they needed to go.  They weren’t very interested.  However, if bribed: have me pay for half their ticket or buy popcorn and soda, they would overcome their disinterest and go with me.  Hummmm, that wasn’t happening for two girls who earn their own money and don’t have bills to pay and aren’t losing work/money due to the health of their brother.  So it was decided that I would go with Zac, who gets in free at our local Carmike theater, on another day.  I had a gift to wrap for a friend’s birthday and Grace decided that the fun thing would be to use her colorful word stickers rather than use tape to secure the edges, so she overtook the wrapping task while I lounged on her bed growing sleepy.
-Went home with a few of my kids, but not Dan, he’s sleeping over at Brent’s. 
-We watched “Cast Away” together.
-At 11 p.m. I had a business meeting…again, because we needed to cover more information from the meeting earlier and the most available time we all had was then.
-Got home at 1 a.m., Caleb was still awake although is older sisters, one being 17, were sound asleep.
-Now I’m blogging 
-Then I’m going to bed.

Night, love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who is craving a toasted marshmellow

It’s so amazing to believe that she is moving.  Hard to even process at times.  But here she is, 19 going on 20 renting her first apartment.  Such a healthy step forward.  A needed step.  I think when Blessing was born she was already 10 years old.  She’s always been ahead of herself.  More than one person has said she’s an old soul and no statement could be truer.  But then Bless is a real family person.  She loves us all to bits and pieces, she’s very mothering, so leaving is very, very hard.  I think tomorrow she will be much better.  Once she’s in and her furniture is placed in it’s proper locations.  That will make a big difference.  Tonight I ambled around with her for almost two hours after cleaning up from the meal because as she said, “This is my last night here.”

Beyond moving things with Blessing, Zac was home from school again.  Last night he mentioned that his head was hurting a lot and his father and I felt it best he get another days rest.  And he needed it.  He slept till after 11 a.m.  He was looking much better this evening, thank goodness so he’ll be off again tomorrow.  Not that he’s been missing school by any stretch of the imagination 

Had a full day today on top of everything I worked for almost five hours, caring for the twins I watch.  I do love those two little toddlers.  I always wanted twins so this is my slice of life enjoying a set.  Although I will say that it’s nice not to have to have them 24/7.  That part of my life is in the past now and it’s okay.  With 8 babies one gets their fill of babies 24/7.  Shall we say one becomes ready for the little ones to get older.  Of course then they get so “older” that they suddenly rent an apartment, move out, and start their own life and you’re left standing there thinking, “Wow, look at that.  My parenting just moved to a completely different level.  I am now a parent to an adult.  Essentially parenting is over.”  Having a 25 year old son immersed me into this facet of life but that was a long time ago frankly, this is almost like starting over, but not quite.  I’ve learned a lot.  But nothing really changing that there is a major transition that occurs.  Nothing.

Otherwise, had a phone meeting and researched various things in order to get our tax ID for Free the Mind Productions.  Which, BTW I filed the paper for yesterday!  That was an exciting moment.  March 3, 2010 became the official day that we were “announced to the world”.  The numbers on that date add up to 9, I really need to look up the meaning to 9.  Do you know what it’s significance is? That leave the tax ID, some legal decisions of how we want that established then I can secure it.  Then a checking account.  Then a Paypal business account.

This is all tremendous, our “business” is suddenly taking shape into a “real business”.  And there’s more to come, businesswise.  I’ll keep you posted.

Want you to know I wasn’t going to blog tonight.  The day has been jammed full and I’m ready for bed, but then I thought, I need to I didn’t yesterday and so much has happened then and today how can I not “fill you in”?  “Keep you posted”.  “Up to date”.  “Current”.     

Now you’re current…
Night, love ya,
Theresa Jane
-whose watching another of her chicks leave the nest tomorrow…

Load of laundry.
Check bank balance.  Call bank.  Wait on hold.  Problem fixed.
Check email.
Burn a silly movie I made to DVD.  Check it on TV.  It works!

Check leads of information from those follow on Twitter.  Read.  Read.  Read.  Take notes.  Print info.
Write blog post.
Steamy hot shower.
Walmart:  “Why is my bill $31.00?  Jeepers Cats, $14 for two bags of grapes?  God, how much were they a pound… $2.39!  Why didn’t I pay attention??  That’s the last of my fresh grape juice for the year.
At computer:  Supposed to be able to download audio books for free from my local library.  I have the business card right there in front of me telling me that it’s possible.  I look everywhere.  Can’t’ find a single spot to hook up to this feature.  Someone tell me why I can’t find this?  Why isn’t it straight forward??  Why, even when I dig around I still can’t find it?  This is taking too long.  Got to do something else related to business.

This is my library Love my library.

Lunch: Homemade hot cocoa

Dig deeper into Shelfari, to really learn this site.  Decide: this is really an awesome site.  Discover there’s an area for authors to create a page for themselves and their books.  Look at what other authors have done.  Did you know that Stephen King has written 75 books and 7 under a psudo name!!  Astounding.  Scanned to find out how to create an author page for John1′s.  Can’t figure it out.  WHY???????  Look some more.  No go.  WHY????????

Write this blog post.

Work on a document I’ve been creating.
Look at clock, 3:45, want to get the kids from school.  More work.  4:30, still want to get kids from school.  No time really.  Have so much to do.  Plus need to finish getting info together for meeting tomorrow night and have to factor in a class at Apple store tomorrow as well.  5:15.  Pointless to get kids from school.

End result:  Didn’t have any time to see my kids today.  I miss them.  That’s the crapper about divorce.  You have to purposefully go to see your children.  No time.  No see.  It sucks.  They don’t just stream in the door, shouting, “Hey mom!” drop their back packs on the floor, give you a hug and kiss, and tear off for the kitchen in search of a snack.  Instead your home echos hollow without their youthful voices scenting the air with it’s delicate fragrance. The silence made my heart ache and I drifted back to yesterday.  When I was playing around with Caleb.  We were being silly.  Laughing and teasing.  With Christmas coming I spontaneously asked him “What is the one thing you wish you could have?”  Without adding “for Christmas”,   Before I spoke those words I thought, he’d say, “to go to Disney for a week” or “to have my own laptop”.  However the moment the words left my lips I knew.   My breathing constricted.  The clock stopped ticking.  But it was too late to pull the question back.  If I could have inhaled them right back into my mouth, sucked them out of existence, I would have.  To avoid the, in our faces pain that would steal our joy and stab at his little heart and mine.  Instead when I inhaled my next breath the words that softly left his mouth, devoid of giggles were, “To have you and daddy together again.”  Sullen sadness filled the space.  I drew him to me.  We hugged each other into a deep embrace and held ourselves there.  Tears pooled in my eyes as I stroked his soft hair, “I wish that was the case too honey.  I wish we all lived together.  Oh how I wish.  But that just can’t be and it totally stinks.  It makes me sad too.”  A few minutes passed, we separated, and went on just a little less silly, a little less giggly.

Dinner: Mashed potatoes with white gravy made from the broth of the chicken thighs I cooked, and bread with butter: comfort food.

Eat and listen to Duma Key by Stephen King.
Talk to John2 for a while.
Finally put load of laundry into dryer.
Brush teeth.  Change out of day clothes into night clothes.
Broke a nail.  Crap.  Well there’s a pattern on my right hand now, every other nail is short.
Think about doing dishes.
Try to eject DVD I burned earlier from inside Mac.  Won’t eject.  Look up on internet what to do.  Do all three steps.  Great.  It’s stuck.  So what now?  Don’t want to take in to genius bar. . .  Light bulb goes on.  I took it out earlier and viewed it on my TV . . .
Work on a new blog post that came to me.  Edit it.
Come over and edit this blog post.
Result: three blog posts today.  That’s a record

Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who doesn’t think she’s going to post all three posts today.  I’m saving at least one for another day.  Want to go over it again.