But it's not going to happen today. Sorry. This was one of those days that started off just fine - the sun was shining, the birds were chirping...yes, everything appeared to be normal. But appearances are totally deceiving. It wasn't long before I realized that I was living today in a parallel universe and nothing was going to go smoothly no matter how hard I tried to be cheerful about it.
From the moment my foot slipped over the edge of the bed and impaled itself on the straightpin that the cat had pulled out of my pincushion on my sewing table and surreptitiously placed by my side of the bed, I had a feeling of being on pins and needles and knew that something was a little off.
Straight to the bathroom I went for my morning constitutional (sorry, but I have those just like everyone else, only I blog about it), bleary-eyed and a little bit dizzy from the loss of almost a pint of blood, I sat down and mid-stream I realized there was no toilet paper. So, reaching around to the basket behind me, I felt for the "back-up roll" that was supposed to be there. You guessed it. Nothing. I wasn't about to wag it down the hall with a wet bummy, so I found the least disgusting piece of tp in the trash and used it. Yes, gross, I know...but I'm keepin' it real, here folks. I used a piece of toilet paper from my trash can beside my toilet, okay? (like no one else has ever done that before?)
The kids woke up earlier than normal -- hungry, of course. I had just enough milk for one of them, so I decided to be really sneaky and I broke out the canned milk and mixed it together to pour over their cereal. First bite, my son looked up at me with the "I'm gonna spew" look on his face, but managed to choke it down without a word after he saw the smoke billowing out of my ears and the flames shooting out of my eyes. Poor kid, afraid of his own mama.
The icing on the cake of my day, you ask? We just spent over $1200 a month ago for repairs for our van (electrical problems)and when my husband was leaving earlier for a business appointment - it. wouldn't. start. I'm totally calm, however. On the outside. Quite possibly screaming like an insane woman on the inside, but calm on the outside.
Today was just one of those days where you have to polish the dull side. My arms are worn out, but I'm waxing on...waxing off. Breathing in through the nose and out of the mouth. Trying to figure out what it is I'm supposed to be learning from all of this. And so thankful for God's mercies that are new every morning.
Nicole Nordeman's song says it best:
Your mercies are new every morning
So let me wake with the dawn
When the music is through or so it seems to be
Let me sing a new song, old things gone
Every day it's true, You make all Your mercies new
What's the worst day you've had recently and what did you do to "get over it?"
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