Holly’s Happenings

Yes, I do get frustrated fairly easily these days, but with some things I honestly think that there isn’t anyone on the face of this earth that wouldn’t get frustrated themselves! Like the current situation I’m going through with the kids’ school district!

One of my biggest complaints with this school district has ALWAYS been their complete and total inability to have any type of communication with students parents! It’s so easy to pick up a phone and give parents a message about something that involves their children, but for some reason, it’s just not possible with this school district!

Right now we’re going through a situation with them where we’ve been chasing down a letter than was sent to us going on 12 days ago. The letter is something that is very important, something that should have been received in our mail box no later than a week ago today. But because of a screw up by the school when they were inputting the kids’ information into the computers, they somehow TOTALLY screwed up our address! for our house number and street name it should say 1122 S. Holly’s Road, but for some reason or another, they entered it as 1122 Holly’s S. Road, and for our zip code it should say 43558, but for some reason they put 43528. Now keep in mind that we filled out the information on the cards and paperwork for the school correctly, but for some reason they are incapable of reading something and entering it the way it’s written, they instead choose to put it into the computer in what ever way they see fit.

We finally found out last Thursday that the letter was returned back to the main office for the school district and waited until late Friday afternoon for someone to take two freaking seconds to contact us and let us know exactly which building we needed to go to in order to pick this letter up, since we were told that because it was delivered back to them as undeliverable they legally could not mail it back to us. By the time they got back to us on Friday with the information it was too late to go pick the letter up then, so we made arrangements for my husband to pick it up this morning. GUESS WHAT?? When he got to where he was told to go to pick the letter up, he was told that it had mistakenly been mailed back to us on Friday! EXCUSE ME! You specifically told me on the phone that you COULD NOT mail this letter back to me! We SPECIFICALLY made arrangements to drive all the way out to hell and back to pick the friggin thing up on the next business day only to be told when we get there that you MAILED IT?? And guess what? They mailed it to the screwed up address again!

I swear to God this school district is ran by complete and total ASSTARDS! They’re more worried about not letting a child wear a shirt to school because it’s the incorrect shade of a color or about not letting them wear a vest to school because the stitching INSIDE of the vest is a different color, thus making it not a solid color resulting in a detention for not wearing a solid colored vest. EXCUSE ME, when does the stitching INSIDE of a piece of clothing have ANYTHING to do with the color of it? Especially if that stitching isn’t visible except for if something happens and the collar of it happens to fold back a little bit?

Maybe you all should spend a little more time on giving children the education that they are LEGALLY entitled to rather than focusing on reasons to punish them that don’t affect their education. And maybe, just maybe, you should worry about making sure that these children are truly educated, rather than pushing a failing child through to the next grade, or allowing a child who failed their ENTIRE senior year to graduate, just so that you can pad your numbers and give teachers bonus checks that they in NO WAY deserve!

While I don’t proclaim to have all kinds of mail coming in on a daily basis, we do get some sort of bill or notice in our mail box at least a couple of times a week. As much as I don’t like that type of mail, I can’t help but wonder if something fishy is going on since the only mail we’ve gotten in the last week or so has been the junk mail fliers and advertisements!

We’ve had problems with the mail here a few times since we moved in back in October. Shortly after we moved I was expecting a box with some YUMMY mustards that didn’t come several days after I knew it had been mailed. Only after talking to the post office did I find that the package had actually been sitting in our normal mail carriers vehicle for a couple of days by “accident”.

Then we had a period of time where the mail simply wasn’t coming at all. No real mail or junk mail fliers. After talking to the post office that time we discovered that we were actually having a substitute mail person and they had been receiving almost constant complaints about them.

But I just have this weird feeling that either someone is grabbing my mail before I can get out to the box to get it. I’ve been trying to figure out what I can do to keep a better eye on the mail box, but there are a ton of trees between the house and where it sits, so I can’t sit at the window and watch for the mail. HMMMMMM…..I wonder if ademco makes a security system that would allow me to put a camera outside near the mailbox that I could monitor from in the house? I just know that it’s getting frustrating and I’m on the verge of just getting a post office box for my mail!

It’s no secret to those that know me that there is no love loss between my step father and I. He came into my family while I was in my first semester of college, right after I graduated from High School. I had gone WAY away from home to attend college, all the way to Florida. A few weeks before final exams started for that semester I received a letter from mom letting me know that my soon to be step father had moved into our home and that while I was home on Christmas break, they were going to get married.

While I wasn’t completely against this man or my mother getting married again, it was obvious when I got home from college that things between he and I weren’t going to be peaches and cream. It took less than 2 years before he and I had both finally had enough of each other and after a major fight between us, I packed my stuff and moved out!

That was more than 20 years ago and I wish I could say things between he and I have gotten better, they haven’t. We have, however, learned how to tolerate each other when there are situations that we have to be near each other. But after talking to my mother this afternoon, I’m honestly not sure I’m going to be able to ever be around him again.

In a few weeks my children are going to head out to the east coast to spend a month with their older sister. I’ve been wracking my brain trying to come up with something special that my husband and I could do for a few days while the kids are gone, but everything I’ve checked into has been way out of the price range that I had in mind. My friend Lisa suggested that we go camping, but sleeping on the ground or even on an air mattress isn’t anything either of us can do anymore. So she asked me if I knew of anyone that had a camper and if I did, maybe I should think about asking them if I could borrow it.

The only people that I knew who had a camper are my mom and step father, so I called mom after I knew she’d be home from work this afternoon. While she thought the idea of my husband and I doing something special while the kids are gone, she said that there was no way my step father would allow us to borrow the camper. When I asked her if she thought it would do any good if I asked him personally she went into this “Holly, I don’t want problems and I don’t need any more reasons for him to get mad at me. I love you, but this is just not going to happen”.

While I respect my mother and the decisions she makes, I can’t help but hope that she has shopped around for cheap term life insurance for my step father because with all of the anger and bitterness this man carries around with him on a daily basis, I have no doubt his days are numbered. No, I don’t relish the thought of my mother burying another husband, but I do look forward to the day that I don’t have to be judged by this “Holier than thou” Christian man! Sorry mom, I do love you, but I have put up with this long enough!