**Warning: Whine alert. If you feel you cannot tolerate, endure, or otherwise stomach a long tale of woe, STOP HERE. Do not proceed. If you dare to continue, the author shall be held harmless in the event the reader has any adverse reactions to the following post. Thank you.** As husband says, Im burning the candle at both ends .. However, that's fairly typical of Moms of difficult children. Im pretty much in a state of overwhelmness all of the time. I come here to read, respond when I can, and just try to relax. So, heres the list. difficult children-appointments, arguing, and fighting. Had to call Daughters school regarding two students harassing her. I talked a VP and wrote a letter. That got my house vandalized during the middle of the night. Called the police, no witnesses, blah, blah, blah.. Job-Still trying to get everything unpacked after moving into a new building. Heavy schedule (heaviest in the entire school district). Then, the cherry of my work week, I accidentally knocked my computer tower on its side when moving my desk. Corrupted the OS and I lost everything. Im still trying to get everything to work right. Been on the phone with the Tech Dept and they are suppose to come help me get things going again. Home-Im right in the middle of a addition/remodel. Its major. Plus I'm adding a master bedroom and bath.It will be great when done, but geez how I hate the process! I have to clean out Daughter and Sons closet this weekend (there's a ton of junk in it) because it is going to become the hallway to the new addition. Of course, fixtures that I ordered are taking much longer to get here, and decision after decision has to be made, or I can't find what I want. Im pretty much sick of making choices at this point. Contractor ordered wrong windows. Call him and tell him to send them back and get the correct ones, etc, etc. My house is a constant mess. I hate it! I do like order, but I dont have the energy to keep any order right now. Plus, I need to get rid a ton of stuff. I just don't know where to start and I tell myself I'll do it when the addition is done and I have more room. Im constantly losing things and would probably lose my head if it werent attached. I do attempt to get the difficult children to help, and they do, somewhat. But, its always a battle. Every little thing is a battle. Especially with Son. Im so dang tired of it. And then, the main reason I am writing this-Son is going to Science Camp with his school on Monday for five days. So, Ive been trying to prepare for that. Of course, because of the medications I have had make the rounds with the MDs to have them sign the medication form so the camp will give Son his medications. Im not worried too much about the camp. Daughter went when she was in 5th grade and she loved it. 5th grade goes every year. But, here is why Im in a panic: Son has nighttime enuresis. He does take DDAVP at night. However, being a difficult child, he doesnt cooperate with the not drinking after dinner part. So, most of the time, he is wet. He still wears a pull-up (hes very skinny). So, Im very nervous he is going to have an accident at camp because he wants to wear underwear at night. Im so afraid that hes going to be teased and hassled about it at camp, and at school. Then, there is the fine motor skills problem. The kid cant zip his own jacket. Have I tried to help him? Yep, and he refuses to cooperate. Always, always, always a fight (hence the ODD diagnoses). Anyway, its going to be very cold. Now, Im envisioning my Son in the cold and he cant zip his jacket. Will his brush his teeth? (Another battle). Mainly, though, its all about the bedwetting. The teachers that are accompanying the kids are have tried to reassure me that all will be fine and that the counselors there are very good and sensitive to special needs. Still, Im on the verge of tears that something will go wrong. Teachers told me to write a letter for them to attach to his medical form explaining everything they need to do and they will give it to the councelors. Then, Son, who is very attached to me (though, he tries to be a tough guy at times) woke up very upset this morning. I think he realized he wouldnt see me for five days. I reassured him that he would be fine (he was the one that nagged and nagged me to go in the first place). Then, to top it off, I missed the trashman! Plus, husband was gone working. So . Anyway How was your week?