Separate

I talked to the marketing teacher I had last year about if she'll need a mother's helper this summer and if Danielle could do it. She is going to discuss it with her husband and let me know.

Alex got a scholarship again to her camp and wants to go, but doesn't want to go alone. Tough shit. She is too young to mother's help by herself and Danielle really needs to have a job. Now Alex doesn't want to go to camp at all, so I told her that's fine, she can stay home all day with Aunt Elaine in our shoebox apartment and she can melt to death and hope Aunt Elaine doesn't yell at her for being home during the day and making too much noise melting. Naturally Alex is crying. Even though Danielle and I reminded her she won't really be alone at camp because she'll have a lot of her friends from last summer there.

I want to go nuts on the money thing this summer, except there are all these retarded child labor laws and my diner won't let me work more than a certain number of hours each day and each week. So I'm thinking I will do a mother's helper thing in the city during the day and then hostess at night at the diner. Because there'll be no school they will let me work later at night.

Danielle does not care. Camp, work, whatever. She just wants her cell phone. But the thing is, her summer money won't last forever. Plus, she got into her special high school next year and she's going to need expensive school supplies for that. Whatever winds up happening, we are going to be all split up for the summer. My mother would not be happy.