I managed to get out of the house this morning without having to change anyone's clothing. That was a big deal! I then made it to the sitter's and dropped G off right on time. I was heading down the road, minding my own business, when a school bus pulled up to a stop sign at a road I was approaching. I was clearly visible and more than close enough for a slow moving vehicle to just sit tight...but NO! This crazy school bus pulls out right in front of me. Good thing I wasn't sneezing and my blinks were timed just right, otherwise it would have been a bad day for all of us. I gathered my frustration and focused on making it to the gas station in one piece.
Once at the gas station I pumped my gas and decided to treat myself to a breakfast sandwich. I walked into the store and placed my order. Upon coming up to the register, I could not find my debit card. I began mentally freaking out. I was trying to remember the last time I used it. Did I leave it in a pair of pants at home? Did it fall out in the diaper bag? And the list goes on...I could not recall where on earth I had put it. Fortunately I had some cash and paid for my breakfast. Upon getting back to the Jeep, I began rummaging through G's diaper bag in an attempt to locate my debit card. Any guesses where I found it? In my pocket. It dawned on me that I had used it to pay at the pump for gas. ::sigh:: I was totally embarrassed and sat in my vehicle for a few minutes just shaking my head. I just kept praying that this would not set the precedent for the remainder of my day.
The rest of my day was dotted with forgetting things, dropping things, and lots of sighing. I'm pretty sure my hormones are still completely messed up from pregnancy. I've also been pretty weepy today, which is not normal. All I wanted to do was pick up G and get home. Upon arriving home, my precious hubby had put a pizza in for dinner. Of course he picked the supreme pizza. I do not like this particular type of pizza, and not to sound ungrateful, but I opted for mediocre leftovers. I thanked him many times for the attempt. (This pizza was bought for him to eat on his days off.)
I'm now at home while my hubby is up at my in-laws. He took G to see them for a bit so they could get their grand baby fix. I sat for a few minutes in the chair and shed a few tears. Women are so weird. Why do we do that? C kept asking what was wrong prior to leaving and I really don't know. I do know that sometimes, as a female, we just need a good cry. Anyway...I began feeling silly just crying in my empty house so I decided to be productive. Just a few minutes before sitting down to type this post, I put the baby's bottles in to soak and swept/mopped both the living room and bathroom floors. I figured this would be more beneficial that sitting around having my mascara run. I'm looking forward to my hubby and baby coming home in a bit, some much desired snuggle time for all, and a few moments of adult conversation with the love of my life.
"Be still, and know that I am God..."
Psalm 46:10a
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