It’s a wonderful thing, no?
I’ve spent the better portion of awhile feeling like the world was off it’s axis. If it could go wrong, it did. Yes, I know Murphy’s Law… he’s a relative.
Direct blood line.
Seriously.
But… today?
I went to bed (at 3:45am — stupid ADHD drug induced insomnia) thinking that today was just not going to go well. My kids were tired last night. They were off their schedule which was totally my fault. But I mean, really. What were they going to do today at school, the last day before Winter Break, that they would need to be awake and alert for?
But as soon as I realized that I was going to be exhausted, I knew that mixing a tired mom with two tired kids, in the morning, when it’s normally chaotic anyway, was just not going to work.
I was not looking forward to it.
But, at 7:15, Matthew came in and woke me up, not so politely telling me that my alarm was going off.
I got up and headed in, dreading waking the beast. But she got right up and dressed and at 7:30 I was ready to take her to school. I asked Matthew if he wanted me to take him to school and he said yes. Might as well, right? I’m already dressed and in the car anyway.
So we dropped Samara off, and Matthew says, “Mom, I don’t think she had her school bag.”
“What do you mean? She wouldn’t forget something like that. Do you want me to take you to school first or do you want to come to the grocery store with me?”
He agreed to go to the store with me and so we stopped to pick up the grapes that I was assigned to bring to Sam’s party. (Side note. I REALLY wanted to bring red AND green grapes since it was a Christmas party, but do you know how much grapes are? ALOT. Like, I spent almost $15 on grapes. Geesh.)
While we were there we finished picking up the stocking stuffers for the boy. Heh. He’s getting kitchen utensils. I’m tired of not having spoons or spatulas when I need one… and Reeses’ Peanut Butter Trees… and a candle. Matthew liked the way it smelled.
That was the last of my Christmas shopping.
We also looked for National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation because I can’t believe that my children have never seen it. But they had EVERY holiday movie there except that one, so I guess we’ll find something else to watch for movie night tonight.
We checked out, I took Matt to school and then headed to Samara’s Christmas party.
I mean it worked out like clockwork.
And there were no meltdowns. Matthew was pleasant. We laughed. We joked. It was fun.
I walk into Sam’s class and guess what?
She DID forget her school bag and her shorts for gym. I told her that there was no way I could get back to the house and get the shorts and be back by 10, and she was fine with that. The boy’s oldest’s party was to begin at 9 so I bebopped up there and when I was told that it had been delayed until 9:30, I thought, “Well, that gives me time to get Sam’s shorts.”
I also was able to get dinner in the crockpot. I’ll share this recipe if it’s any good. It was the EASIEST thing in the world to make.
I grabbed Samara’s shorts and school bag and headed back to the school, deposited her items in her class room and headed to the other party. I didn’t have to go to that one, I know, but he asked me to, and I had the time.
It all worked out like clockwork.
And then Kathy and I have been trying to have lunch FOREVER and a day and one of us has ALWAYS had to cancel. But not today.
Although, I’m not going to be on time.
I’m going to be late.
Because I’m blogging.
But she’ll forgive me, I’m sure.
So when I thought that everything would go wrong today, it hasn’t. (Knocking on major wood here.) It just goes to show you that the Lord makes things happen, even when you’re sure that they won’t.
For that… for the day I’m having… for the time that I got to spend in the kids’ classrooms… for the time that I’ll get to spend with friends… for the work at home career that I have… for the lack of sleep because of medicine that is making me better…for the time that I’ll get to spend with those that I love tonight…
I am grateful.
And I’m grateful for cell phones too… I can text Kathy and tell her I’ll be 5 minutes late. She won’t be shocked. I always am.
Until next time…
