It’s been “one of those days” today. The kind that sends the “I want to plan every second of the day” part of me into a tailspin and causes me to drop the plan and make it up as I go along. Which, I can do. But I don’t like to do. I’m a creature of habit. I like my routines.
So, after I got the mid-morning call from the school telling me I needed to come get Big Girl (she is sick) I envisioned myself as my GPS whenever we miss a turn along our route…
“Rerouting” it says.
Yep, that’s what my day has been like… actually, that’s what the past few weeks have been like – personally and professionally. It’s been one of those MONTHS.
But it’s OK. I’m adjusting. I’m adapting. I’m surviving. (and sleeping really well at night. All this adapting makes a girl tired!)
So, today, I think I will focus on right now…
Right now: I’m nursing my sick one, making her favorite foods, keeping her hydrated and entertained (thank goodness for NetFlix streaming)
Right now: I’m enjoying a cup of a new tea I discovered at my retreat last weekend. Light and refreshing. Like Spring in a cup.
Right now: I’m wishing I had the luxury of time to curl up and read (or knit) and sip some of that tea for hours on end… and realizing I would probably be so utterly bored if I really did have that kind of time.
Right now: I’m thankful for the warm weather, tired of the rain and gloomy days, and wishing (at the same time) that we had some really cold weather and snow (Yes, I know that is a little nuts)
Right now: I’m also marveling at the girls’ teachers and their creativity. Look at what Little Bit did for math this week – well, math and science. How cool?
Right now: I’m utterly hooked on Downton Abbey and watching the first three episodes of the new season over and over and over again. I can’t wait until the next episode.
Right now: I’m thankful for rotisserie chicken from the grocery store. I just don’t have it in me to cook dinner tonight. I’m thinking rotisserie chicken, rice and a salad works.
Right now: I’m trying to plan ahead, realizing that it is probably futile with a sickie in the house… but trying to plan nonetheless. I can’t help it. It’s genetic.
Right now: I’m listening to the 9,037th episode of Phineas & Ferb blaring in the living room and remembering to be thankful she is happy and occupied rather than annoyed at the sound of such a silly show.
Right now: I’m missing my momma and wishing we lived closer so we could sit together and enjoy a cup of tea and conversation whenever we wanted.
Right now: I’m going to go be with my baby.
I’ll talk to you tomorrow.