First - I know you are reading the title, and thinking, "Has she lost her mind?" Let me explain...
Today, I woke up at 5 am to a beautiful morning. I got up, and went for a short, glorious walk downtown. (FYI - That is now one of my favorite pastimes! Who would've thought???) I came home, showered, got the kids up and ready, packed lunch, made coffee, and gathered all of my many bags. Then, I went to the door to get my car key. No key! I remembered Dan had had it yesterday, so I went to his dresser - no key. Then, I knew, I had sent Jon Carter to the car last night to get something - I asked him. No idea, and no key. Well, I am SUPPOSED to be at work for duty at 7:15. I have our commute timed out perfectly, and the lost key was not helping! It was already 7:20, and I had not even left home. So, I called Dan, who knows where EVERYTHING is, and who NEVER loses things to admit that we had "misplaced" the ONLY key to my van. Well, he was not very happy (this has been a sore subject for a while now. Probably since I lost the other key!) Dan said it was on the kitchen table, he had seen it. So we started searching again. I finally gave up, and drove Dan's old "clunker" van that we keep as an extra. I was SO ILL! I fussed and fussed all the way to work.
After getting to work 20+ minutes late, I realize that Spring Fever has hit. Especially the 5th graders. (I mean really, is it a full moon????) Then, at 8:00, I realize that 3rd grade awards are supposed to happen at 8:30 today. I didn't even put it on my calendar, because I work there, right? No problem to walk on down to the gym and see the awards. Until I remember my 8:45 appointment with Dr. Pinson! Holy Moly! So, I call his office, and the nice lady tells me to just come on in after awards day, and they will fit me in. So, I go to awards, meet with a few parents about end of the year things (they were captive - you have to take your parents when you can for signatures!) So, off I go to the doctor, for a final check-in before surgery.
Finally, I made it- 9:45 and I am signed in at Dr. Pinson's office. I sit down, chat, check Facebook, Instagram a few pictures, you know the drill - Just hanging out. Well, I wait, and wait. And wait some more. At 11:30, they realize that they have NEVER PRINTED MY TICKET! So, I am near breaking, but I am not about to leave - Surgery is scheduled for June 3! I HAVE to see the doctor! Well, I finally go back to see him, and he says we are good to go! He still wants me to work on losing as much as I can pre-surgery, but I am good. THANK GOODNESS!
Now- Back to Lawndale for lunch, then off to THS for some testing. I knock that out, and head back to LES. Where I am walking down the hall when a TRUE FRIEND teacher tells me that I have a hole in my dress. Right on my bottom. Right cheek. And guess what, it is not 1 hole, but 2. So yes, I have walked around the world today with a hole in my dress!
Then, it was home to search FRUITLESSLY for the key before baseball. No go! So, JC is late for the pre-game batting practice. But he was a trooper, and didn't complain at all. (Even though he did cry some, because he was the one who lost the key!)
Next, we come home and I am trying to make a quick dinner. And I drop six eggs in the floor. Yay me! I head into the living room to watch TV while I eat (no sit-down meal here tonight!), and there, under the edge of the chair, was my car key!
What a day!
But, throughout it all, here is what I realized:
1. I was late for work, but I have awesome co-workers who cover for me when that happens.
2. I was able to see my sweet JC at awards day.
3. I met a woman who had lost 181#s at the doctor's office.
4. HE SAYS THE SURGERY IS A GO!!!!
5. I am blessed that I have an extra car to drive, even if it wasn't what I wanted to drive.
6. If I had to have a hole in my dress, at least it was a black dress, and I had on black underwear. (It could havebeen worse.)
Throughout it all, I was able to see the good things. For every negative, there was a positive. I feel like there was a war (well, at least a battle) going on inside me today. It was like Satan was trying to sabotage every step of my day, but God was opening my eyes to the positive!
I found this quote on Pinterest tonight
In happy moments, Praise God!
In difficult moments, Seek God.
In quiet moments, Trust God.
In every moment, Thank God!
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