Life with Max, Summer 2019: workshop and a tool

  Recently we were able to get him a spot with a sheltered workshop.  Hopefully eventually he'll eventually learn how to have a job and move on to one that actually pays a living wage.  So far, i've turned in copies of his pay stubs for 3 pay periods, with a total income of less than $15. 
  But it has to be reported to SSI, so they can calculate whether he's making enough to refigure his funding.
  If the workshop works out as well as we hope, he can at some point move to assisted housing, with bus transportation.  Maybe in a few years. . . . .

Paying for the Yoga Class

  Yoga class is $5 per session. He seems to have figured out that he needs to put something in the instructor's little basket, but his concept of the value of money is still shaky.
  Last week, he paid her $10 on the first class of the week.  Before the next class, i checked his wallet and found $21.  Enough for lunch with his aide after class, since he didn't owe anything for the class.
  Later in the morning, i got a text from the aide telling me that he had no money and she had to stand his lunch.
  WHAT??? How did this happen?
  Talking with the yoga teacher, i learned that, having that day's class already paid for, he'd put in a $20
  sheesh.  At least he hadn't lost the money.

  "Punch" Card

  Using our written conversation method, i determined that he absolutely wanted the price of each day's class when he takes the class.
  Well, sure.  But that isn't always possible, and still wouldn't always be possible if i were more on my toes than i am.

  So i made something like this on a scrap of paper.  After class, i made an X on the first box, and again after the 2nd class.  Hopefully this will help him keep track of it, but i'm not sure it deals with the core problem: Money is one of those dollar bills, and they're all worth the same.