Just Another Monday In The Riches To Rags Household

Have you ever had one of those moments where everything just cosmically comes together? A time when things you would never EVER consider doing just suddenly feels right? (And no, I'm not referring to alcohol-fueled hot sex, which is usually what comes out of my "cosmically coming together" revelations.) The last 24 hours has completely upended my world...but I know my life is going to be so much better because of it.

Ready? You sure?

I just quit my job and pulled my son out of school. I am going to homeschool him for the rest of the year.

I KNOW, RIGHT??? And I was sober the whole time!

Although I loved the little part time job I held in the ER, it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up. I won't go into details but I would come home exhausted, miserable and unable to even cook dinner for myself and my child. I was physically and mentally spent. My managers were aware of my concerns - but I finally realized I wasn't the person I was six months ago. I had become a grumpy, exhausted, pain in the ass and it was ruining the relationships around me. Last night, I chose my health and mental well-being over the paltry money I was earning at my job and gave my notice.

My child is no angel. He's very bright with a reading/comprehension level equal to almost a senior in high school (although his math skills are horrid - definitely his mama's child!) He already knows most of what is taught in school and finishes his work early - which is when he gets into trouble. He gets bored easily and likes to make others laugh, much to the chagrin of his teacher.

Today, after his teacher told the class to stop talking, Mouth was whispering to a girl next to him. The teacher commanded him to sit in the hallway (because he learns SO MUCH in the hours he spends in the hallway each week.) He was angry and slammed the classroom door behind him. Big mistake. He then spent the rest of the day sitting in a fourth grade classroom with a dictionary, a piece of paper and a pencil, with strict instructions to start copying every word from the book.

(BTW, kudos to my child for not saying, "Really? I already have a vocabulary that rivals if not exceeds yours. Don't you think YOU should be the one studying a dictionary???" because that's what I totally would have said!)

He was humiliated, which I believe was his teacher's intent. When Mouth told me about his day, that cosmic voice said, "Do it." I called the principal and told him I was pulling my son from school. He wisely agreed.

SO! Big changes over the last day or so but I feel good about them. I listened to my gut and made decisions based on what felt right to me.

And right now my gut is chanting, "Chardonnay! Chardonnay!"