Frustration...

Why can't people just do what they say they are going to do?  I hate confrontation more than anything, but it looks like it's going to be something I have to get over and deal with.

I haven't even registered J in school yet, and I'm already having issues getting his IEP set up.  In general, they are supposed to give you some time to look over an IEP and some sort of decent amount of time to set up a meeting...this is not something you want to walk into unprepared and simply sign.  The school hasn't even met my child, yet they are developing a plan on what he 'needs.'  I spoke to his teacher last Thursday, and she asked that I email her a time to do a quick IEP meeting and 'sign the IEP.'  Not.Gonna.Happen.  But, I can play this game, so, I did as asked, emailed her, suggested a time, relayed my flexibility on times, but a need to know a couple of days in advance in order to arrange childcare and look over the IEP.  By Monday, I hadn't heard anything, by Tuesday, I hadn't heard anything, so I called.  She apologized for not getting back to me, but was planning on emailing after class today (Tuesday) with a time and the written IEP, and that the meeting would definitely be on Thursday...great, no problem.  Surprise of all surprises, it's Wednesday, and I still don't have a meeting time or the IEP for the supposed meeting tomorrow.  Do I email again so that I've created a paper trail and cc/bcc the principal?  Do I call again (but then no paper trail)?  Do I try to play nice since I get to deal with this for the next two years...or do I just establish myself as 'that parent' right off the bat?

In other news, it's also like pulling teeth to get a call back from the pool guy.  He says he will show up, he doesn't...no call, no explanation until two phone calls and an email later...he was stuck in meetings and the rain is slowing projects.  I guess the rain must have caused his phone not to work too?  We are waiting on a dig schedule, we want the pool in the ground ASAP.  We are chasing this guy around to give him money to do his job.  I thought the economy was bad and companies needed jobs and money?

My apologies for whining, my frustration is just reaching a boiling point.  Did I mention that I was complaining about this all last night, went to check the mail, came inside, and when I went to shut the door behind me, the door handle fell off in my hand, so now we have one more thing to fix.

We are supposed to hear from the pool company and the school by email (yesterday) or today and K and I have a wager on who will hear from one of them first.  I think it's a losing battle for both of us, because based on track record, I'm 99% sure we will be making phone calls/emails again and will be rewarded with some shitty little one sentence response.

I told you this blog wouldn't be all about autism...today, that it the least frustrating thing going on in this house.  At least Wednesday means that the weekend is closer than it is farther.