What a day!

So the last 24 hours have been adventuresome! Got the call about L coming to stay last night, and said yes (obviously). i explained that transportation to school (since they want him to stay in school for the next week until it lets out and his school is 45 minutes in the opposite direction of the 45 minutes i drive to work!) is an issue, and didn't think i could take him. They assured me they'd provide transportation, so we said yes.

Poor kid came with literally just the clothes on his back. Which thankfully is a school uniform so maybe the kids won't notice TOO much, but still... He's also not used to having a bedtime, and was up late playing video games last night, but realizes that's not happening tonight ;). He still doesn't have more clothes, so tomorrow will be day 3 with the same clothes (washed of course). Otherwise he's a good kid, just a typical 12 year old. He has some family members that want custody of him, they just have to work it all out in team meetings and court. So he may end up being a somewhat short-term placement, but you never know how these things will turn out.

So this morning, L went off with a social worker who said she'd bring him back about 5:00 (when i get home from work after leaving at 4:15). Alan and i went to our IVF consult at the Nashville Fertility Clinic at 7:45. And i must say that freaking office is FREEZING!!! Anyway, this is the place we went to a little over a year ago, and the doctor we saw diagnosed me with a nonexistent condition to push us toward IVF before we were ready. After today's c,onsult with another doctor, we're pretty confident that we do NOT want to go there for our treatment. The doctor was fine, but we will probably end up with some procedures done by the quack we saw last year. No bueno. Plus they charged each of us for a consult visit which is nuts, and pushing other tests and treatments that are not probably necessary. Even though they are inexpensive for IVF, they will nickel-and-dime you with the prerequisites. So we are currently looking at other options. The other IVF office in town charges about $5k more than NFC, but it it would be well worth it for the peace of mind of Dr. Dumbass never ever touching me, and not giving another penny to that clinic.

So i get to work about 11 to learn that my pain in the butt coworker has not done something boss man said. He wanted her to leave a report on my desk. My other coworker says she was riffling through stuff on my desk, so she assumed she was doing that, but there was no report. Just riffled through stuff. ::Insert side eye here::

About 1:30 i get a call from L's caseworker's supervisor asking who is picking him up from school. i tell her that i was told that DCS would be doing so tonight and until they can get him in after school care. Then we spend several minutes on different pages about when the end of the school year is (it's NEXT Thursday, not tomorrow, like she kept insisting, saying he had to have summer daycare in place by this Friday). Finally we got *that* part settled, only for her to give me a lecture that we're getting "paid" for these children and that transportation is part of that. It took me saying, "Then you're going to have to find another foster home for him because there's no way i can add an hour and a half commute to my 45 minute commute twice a day for the next week plus, especially if there's no after school care until i get off work" for her to decide that they would take care of the afternoons if i take care of the mornings.

So that's been my last 24 hours. Whew! i threw some spaghetti together for dinner (with salad and garlic bread), and thankfully L said it's his favorite food. So that worked out. He also asked if we can make him a necklace tonight in his school colors. Word! Only real problem so far is he's allergic to dog hair. Uh-oh. Daily vacuuming here we come.