Friday, May 7, 2010

My Day Didn't Go As Planned...

I looked at the title for this and realized that it would apply to all the days of my life, but today it didn't go as planned and I'm so glad.

First of all, I went to bed last night at 11pm. This is remarkable. I'm typically up until the wee hours of the morning and then I really struggle the following day. I woke up this morning at 6:30 am and actually felt refreshed. Usually I am in a drunken stupor (caused by lack of sleep, not alcohol, just in case you were wondering). I got the kids off to school, got Lincoln and Micah fed and dressed and then exercised. Then I showered. Then I dressed. I started a load of laundry and payed the bills. Now, here is where my day got off track...in a good way.

At around 11 am I took a good look at my to-do list and decided that all that stuff could wait. I texted my friend and asked her what she was up to. We decided to meet at the park at noon for lunch. I love hanging out with my friends. We chatted and watched the kids play until around 3 pm. Girl time...I love it and NEED it. I was in a good mood. (Adult conversation will do that to a person.)

Then I came home to 2 children bearing gifts for Mother's Day. They were so thoughtful. Hunter made me a book with reasons he loves me that began with the letters M O T H E R. He also drew wonderful pictures. Wynter gave me some bath salt that they made at school as well as a little book full of declarations of her love. I felt happy and energized by their love. (I will share pictures in a future post.)

John went to work (yay! overtime!) and I began making dinner after nagging the kids about their chores. While peeling potatoes, I got a call from my dear friend, Rita, who I went to high school with. I love her so much! She was visiting from CA for a wedding and is staying here in Spanish Fork. She wanted to see me! I haven't seen her in 7 years. We met at the park and visited for nearly 2 hours. It's like time never passes when I talk to her. She is my bosom buddy. I know she genuinely cares about me and I certainly care for her. It was a great visit.

Then, we headed directly to the church for a movie night. This was a last minute decision because my friend that I had lunch with is the ward activity person and was in charge. She was talking about it and I decided that I really wanted to go. We usually have family movie night on Friday's, but it just so happened I didn't have a movie rented, so we decided to make that our movie night. The movies were home made by members of the ward. There were funny skits and music videos. Popcorn was served. My kids loved it and so did I. We have such talented people in our ward and I am so glad I went.

We then hurried home to dinner that was left all day in the crockpot and was yuck. I had left potatoes simmering when I went to the park, so I salvaged them and we had mashed potatoes for dinner at 9 pm. Yum. They were very lumpy, but the kids loved them.

I am exhausted, I am sunburned, I didn't get my to-do list tackled, but I had such a good day. Family and friends are so important to me. I need people. Sometimes I get really cranky and decide that people suck. But, then I get ungrumpified (my new word for the day) and realize that interacting with people and spending time with my family is what rejuvenates me and keeps me going.

So, today was a good day. A day called Friday.

2 comments:

  1. I love to read your blog. When are you going to being writing "Cynthia's Book"? Let me know because I want one of the first copies. Love ya!

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  2. Oops! I meant - BEGIN - not BEING. My fingers don't always follow my brain waves.

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