This morning I hear the raspy static of loud white noise. No. It is more than noise. I hear Spanish. But it sounds like a radio station that is not tuned correctly. Raspy static mixed with Spanish. And it is talk radio not music.
I ask my son, "what is that?" He replies, "My alarm. Nothing else sounds good."
Parents of Aspies have learned that it is healthy to shake up their routine. Rearranging their furniture can totally through them off. But life is full of stuff that does not follow our rules. Life has surprises and unexpected turns. We have become complacent in allowing Tommy to fall into a regimented routine of non-activity and primarily days on end of World of Warcraft. Today I forced him off the machines and, along with a friend, dropped him at our local Frisbee disc golf course. He was visibly shaken at the suggestion that he do something involving walking around in the hot sun. No sooner had I arrived home and started to settle into work, the phone rang, "we are out of water and dehydrating. Please come pick up us." When I refused telling them to finish 9 more holes then call me I got a another call, "we found a friend to bring us home" which got a sharp, "no" returned from me. Yes, it is so much easier just to let them have their routines and hide like hermits in their darkened rooms!