Virtual classes started this week. After the first thirty minute of class on Monday morning, I was ready to quit. I can’t do this. Aside from technology issues, my son struggled. There was meltdowns and there was fighting. At the same time I had small issue at work so I had to send some quick emails.

I couldn’t do this.

We set up the monkeys room so that it could be his “classroom”. Last spring we would corner him in our dining room while my husband and I worked. We realized that wasn’t ideal. So we painted the room, took out the carpet, and I set up his room with PECs and schedules.

We thought we were ready.

But the monkey is struggling to grasp this new norm. We kept telling him class would start soon. He kept grabbing his school bus toy and was looking out the window. The FedEx truck stopped in the front of our house and he was very confused.

Within a few minutes after the class started the monkey pulled all of the PECs from the wall and threw them down the laundry shoot. As I ran downstairs to go get them he got all of the markers and colors and they were all over the floor. In addition we got kicked out of the zoom meeting and couldn’t get back in.

I was done. I told my husband I’m not doing this. I can’t do this and work full time.

But my husband and daughter realized I needed help. We made a plan. They will be there for the virtual group meetings and will help me with the individual work. We are also thinking if hiring one of my husband’s ex students to help us with the rest.

Yesterday was tough. Today not as bad.

The monkey thinks if he puts his hands over his face the teacher won’t see him. 😂

We are in a unique situation. But I think it will get better. Time will help. Eventually we will all get settled in our new roles.

And who knows? Maybe we will all be pros by next week!!!