Wow, Rose, your dd sounds very grown-up and sensible about it all. Good for her.
Well done, Herbs. And I hope the teaching agency comes up with some good stuff for you.
Hope your dad's op went ok, Beachy!
MI, I am glad to hear things are looking up for your sister and also glad to hear that your meeting went well.
Thanks to you all for jollying me along. I really do feel very down about everything. I find it hard enough doing the right thing by myself, but it becomes entirely impossible when I am also trying to do the right thing by dd. There is really no particularly good outcome either way on Thursday, I feel. If her grades are passable, she will just think she can do no work again and barely attend school again this coming year, but if her grades are terrible, she will have an epic meltdown and take it out on me and I just don't think I will be able to keep my temper if that happens.
(thanks very much for the offer of a bolthole, though, BD!!
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I have said I will take dd out tomorrow (we are going to do some window-shopping and have lunch at an allegedly upmarket shopping village), as I hope that a change of scene might possibly do her some good before whatever happens on Thursday, happens. I can't say that I am filled with enthusiasm for the idea of spending several hours in her company, as it will mainly be her staring at her phone and then whining and shouting at me about all the things wrong with her life. But at least I will have tried. We had a family trip to the cinema last Friday, and ds persuaded her to come with us eventually and she was actually more or less civil to everyone for most of the time once we were out of the house.
Several weeks ago, a friend of ours offered her the prospect of some work experience in a lab. I have given her his number (again) today and encouraged her to contact him. She said she didn't know what to say, so I suggested a little script. She has been on the sofa in her pjs since about 1pm, staring at her phone/dross on the tv. She has not contacted him. But has moaned "I am so lazy, I have nothing to write on my personal statement." It's a blessing my blood pressure is naturally so low it is only just above that of a corpse. Otherwise my head would have exploded by now.
Anyway, I have spent several hours today battling piles of paperwork in the office and uncovering various things that needed/need dealing with. And have formulated a work schedule for the next week or so. (Easier said, than done, I tell you).
Sorry for being a Misery Guts.