It's All About Evan
21/09/13 07:37
Back to the grind. I suspect that Evan is doing the same thing. He's been a Pace a good three weeks now and it's been quiet around here without him. More noticeable is the fact that we just don't worry about him anymore. We don't worry about him not coming home on time; we don't worry that he's not eating properly; we don't worry that he's hanging around with the wrong group of friends; we don't worry about the cops showing up on our doorstep; and that is a tremendous monkey off our backs. It is a good feeling. A freedom almost that we haven't had for a few years now. You would think that with the passing of years that we might be able to worry less about him and that we might well celebrate his growing independence. Not so much. Not with his propensity for foolishness and poor judgment. We don't have a lot of tangible proof to show anyone who might ask for evidence of such things but if we looked carefully enough we might be able to come up with something. We do wonder how he's doing from day to day and we don't hear from him nearly as much as we would like to. We even wonder if he would call at all if we didn't call him. And, we have plenty of reasons to follow up these days.
You may recall that we ordered him a computer before he went to school and had it delivered to school. It took him a good week before he even knew where to go pick up the package. He just wasn't all that concerned. When we told him that we could see that it had been delivered and that we were concerned that it was lying around somewhere he made the incredulous statement that we could just order him another one. What is that boy thinking? Scarier than that is the fact that he wasn't kidding. You can well understand that we were relieved to hear that he had finally picked it up but only after they told him that they didn't have it when he finally figured out where it was.
He told me when I spoke to him that he had "sniped" it out of the corner of his eye and the postal jerks fessed up and handed over the laptop. What were they thinking? His room mate didn't show up and even to this day he is in a room by himself. Now that he finally got his bank card squared away, we see that he is reverting to the mean as it were. He is watching Netflix and has downloaded some computer games now that he has the means to do so. I can rationalize that all away by saying that that the poor boy has yet to make friends, has no room mate to party with, and is on a floor of football players so has little or nothing in common with that group and is on his own. I would deny him a television show from time to time even if it is about meth dealers (Breaking Bad)? I just hope he stays on top of his work since that is the sole purpose for his being there. Nancy was inclined to cancel it but thought better of it after speaking with me and hearing what I had to say on the subject.
If Nancy had known that he was going to be on a campus where breakfast wasn't served until 9am I think she would have asked that he be moved. After all, he ended up there when we found out that there was going to be construction on the main campus and that was a less than ideal environment for a boy with his issues. Evan doesn't seem to have an opinion one way or another so we'll leave that alone for the moment. He doesn't seem to complain about much of anything really. We suggested that he do some sort of intramural something and it looks like he signed up for indoor soccer. That should help him stay on the fit side for a bit. He might even fall in with a group of fellas that are like-minded and on the straight and narrow.
Actually, he has complained a little bit about his history class. Just doesn't like it for some reason. Loosely translated, that may mean trouble for his GPA is he fails to see the bigger picture. You just need to get through these classes with somewhat respectable grades and you'll be good. That is what I would say to him. I may have even done that. And that Monday night class? Seems that it is a class better designed for night school types given the mix of students that Evan speaks of. We intentionally indicated that we did not want him attending classes at night so not sure how he ended up in one. I guess they slot them according to their needs and to hell with the student and their desires.
You may recall that we ordered him a computer before he went to school and had it delivered to school. It took him a good week before he even knew where to go pick up the package. He just wasn't all that concerned. When we told him that we could see that it had been delivered and that we were concerned that it was lying around somewhere he made the incredulous statement that we could just order him another one. What is that boy thinking? Scarier than that is the fact that he wasn't kidding. You can well understand that we were relieved to hear that he had finally picked it up but only after they told him that they didn't have it when he finally figured out where it was.
He told me when I spoke to him that he had "sniped" it out of the corner of his eye and the postal jerks fessed up and handed over the laptop. What were they thinking? His room mate didn't show up and even to this day he is in a room by himself. Now that he finally got his bank card squared away, we see that he is reverting to the mean as it were. He is watching Netflix and has downloaded some computer games now that he has the means to do so. I can rationalize that all away by saying that that the poor boy has yet to make friends, has no room mate to party with, and is on a floor of football players so has little or nothing in common with that group and is on his own. I would deny him a television show from time to time even if it is about meth dealers (Breaking Bad)? I just hope he stays on top of his work since that is the sole purpose for his being there. Nancy was inclined to cancel it but thought better of it after speaking with me and hearing what I had to say on the subject.
If Nancy had known that he was going to be on a campus where breakfast wasn't served until 9am I think she would have asked that he be moved. After all, he ended up there when we found out that there was going to be construction on the main campus and that was a less than ideal environment for a boy with his issues. Evan doesn't seem to have an opinion one way or another so we'll leave that alone for the moment. He doesn't seem to complain about much of anything really. We suggested that he do some sort of intramural something and it looks like he signed up for indoor soccer. That should help him stay on the fit side for a bit. He might even fall in with a group of fellas that are like-minded and on the straight and narrow.
Actually, he has complained a little bit about his history class. Just doesn't like it for some reason. Loosely translated, that may mean trouble for his GPA is he fails to see the bigger picture. You just need to get through these classes with somewhat respectable grades and you'll be good. That is what I would say to him. I may have even done that. And that Monday night class? Seems that it is a class better designed for night school types given the mix of students that Evan speaks of. We intentionally indicated that we did not want him attending classes at night so not sure how he ended up in one. I guess they slot them according to their needs and to hell with the student and their desires.