Forced Organization

Those that know me well know that I am not an organized person.  I always have a general idea of where things are, but I am definitely not a 'a place for everything, and everything in it's place" type of person, but I'm trying...well, actually, it's more of a forced organization.

This coming week, I meet with the school district to develop J's IEP (individualized education plan).  This is essentially an educational plan for special needs students, it involves writing goals, identifying areas that need help, and determining what services the school district will provide in terms of speech, occupational therapy, etc.  I hear from most people that these are not generally pleasant meetings, as both sides have ideas of what they would like for the IEP to look like, and you get to sit there and hear all about the deficits your child has, how severe (or not) they are, and how that will/will not effect their education. 

The irony of this is...this is preschool, PRESCHOOL!  Anywho, I was reading the letter from the district regarding what I need to register him and I freaked because I knew I had not thrown them away, but I could not find the minutes from the school eligibility meeting.   Long story short, I found them in the folder with all the pool company info (see, I told you I had them somewhere!) and decided that I needed to get organized.  Soooo, we trekked to Target and bought this and a case of Bud Light Lime. 

I was hoping for something a bit more blingy or tacky, since I figured that I will probably get some strange looks when I go to talk to the preschool teacher with this in my hand.   But I guess standard, boring black and grey will have to do.  I picked up a pack of dividers and K thought I should get 2 packs "just to be on the safe side."  What?  24 tabbed folders...I hope I'm not making that many folders for J, but who doesn't love office/school supplies, so 2 it was.  (For the record, I only needed one, but I'm saving this for something else and keeping my fingers crossed that J2 won't ever need a box like this.).  So, here's the super sneak peak inside:

There you have it...therapies, insurance, contacts, school system, IEPs, medical referrals, general info...I think it might even have a bit of space for a flask (just kidding...I know that's not allowed at school and I would prefer CPS did not show up at my door.).

Wish me luck with the school district, and please pray that J's preschool teacher doesn't think I'm too much of a nutter.  I'll update later in the week with how it went.  Now that this is done, the rest of the day will be spent building things, painting things, cooking, and enjoying what's left of the weekend.

Sorry for the boring post, I just didn't want to disappoint all two of you who are reading this by not posting something over the weekend.  :)