I’ve been avoiding going back to Contact. I feel like I needed several come to Jesus moments of lying in bed processing that I need to go back. It was all automatic I wasn’t really even thinking too deeply about it. But it’s a lot there, and you can only be flexible and adaptable for so long before you start to feel stressed by the lack of stability.

There’s a lot to catch up on, except yesterday was not a good day to meet and neither was today, although I did go in. I was just going to sit in for the wrap-around meetings for a little while before going to class. Two women have moved out via placement. One left to move in with a boyfriend which is what also happened over Thanksgiving.

And then that person ended up back in a shelter somewhere else. So we were in the meeting following up with one of the girls who recently left which is what they officially do for up to a year just to continue providing support as they get back on their feet. She was not having a good day because her son had gotten suspended from school again.

Sigh. Yes, again. It’s not at all like this kid is delinquent. He’s a good kid until until he gets in these situations. I don’t know who to believe, the mother, or the kid, or the school or supervisor. I hear different stories from all of them. It ticks me off. There is a culture of fighting and violence down here that makes you wonder how teachers cope.

She asked today if I’d be interested in doing any paid case work. It depends what the said case work would entail. The case work intern is gone though I still don’t know why. Did she graduate, leave, get fired, find a job? There’s hardly time to get any details. I am led on by hope that this might be a way of speedily accumulating these needed hours.

But I don’t know if the hope is true or false. I did get an email tonight from a classmate who is beginning her practicum there this semester. She sent me the times she’d be at the facility and I’m planning on matching her schedule for the most part. Again, not to get my hopes up too much, or even hers, but it would be nice to have another person.

Grandma seems to have perked back up today. She was sleeping but was alert enough to Facetime people but for not very long. I was on my way to class when my aunt called. I told her to tell her hi from school for me. Earlier in the day I called but the phone was off the hook. The class I’m in is smaller which is nice. We got out again a little bit early.