A week ago there was ice and snow on the ground and churches were cancelling their services for the following day.
Today it will be sunny and 62 degrees.
Remind me to never complain when it’s cold here!
We had a busy week. One of those weeks where everything is packed together and you’ve over committed yourself. And then thing go badly and you want to go back to having nothing on your calendar. One of THOSE weeks.
On Monday, I arrived at a meeting and discovered that I was supposed to know things and be responsible for things that I had not been told about previously. I felt put on the spot and foolish. I ended that meeting to pick up the kids and things had not gone great. Some of it was my kids choices. Some of it was that I had not communicated regarding my expectations. Some of it was other people’s kids. Being a parent opens your eyes to the problem that is “other people’s kids”. This is a real thing. Other people don’t have the same expectations for their kids that you do. Did you know that? You probably did. It can be so very difficult when navigating adult friendships with wildly different parenting styles. Soooooo, I left that appointment feeling tightly wound and irritated.
We went straight to a lunch meeting. At a coffee shop. In a little, tiny room. Kids were also invited to come along with their moms. Too many kids. Too many people. Too small of a space. And I was already on edge. Ethan, Audrey and Isaac were great, but I felt stressed already. We were packed like sardines and there was lots of talking and it was more than a little chaotic. We left as quickly as possible when it was over.
And went to another appointment. It wasn’t really a traditional appointment. I just needed to swing by the church where our tutorial meets and pick up some books from the director. She had forgotten these books every week for the previous three weeks and she said she would have them with her and we could come by anytime between 9 and 2.
We tracked her down and she had forgotten the books at home. I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or cry. It was not her fault that rest of my morning had been crazy. I came to the conclusion that God was telling me that my one and only purpose in life was to sit next to my children while they did their school work. Nothing else. Ever. 🙂
I wrapped up the day with a hair appointment. When I arrived, my stylist was nowhere to be found. I know! I couldn’t have scripted a day like this. Thankfully, she was just down the hall and arrived a few minutes later.
The next day was packed full with tutorial followed by a meetup in the evening with some ladies who had decided to start a writer’s group. **gulp** Scary. I’ve decided to work on my writing and put myself out there. Terrifying. Exciting.
Now, it’s Saturday and I have a conference this morning followed by a time with some friends coming over this afternoon.
How was YOUR week?