Yes, that was me this morning, flying off the pillow, stripping off my clothes, near tears, yelling over and over again, “It’s 7:18! It’s 7:18! It’s 7:18!”
The plan, of course, was to get up at 5:30 and leave at 6:45. And I got up at 7:18. Gabe flew to the gas station and filled up my tank (and got me a jumbo frappuccino unprompted). I showered, dressed, dried my hair, slapped on make-up, brushed my teeth, kissed my people. Nineteen minutes later I was on the road. (Who was praying for me this morning at 7:18 anyway? And why didn’t you start at 5:30?)
I calmed down in the shower, realizing that even though it started at 9, I probably wasn’t scheduled to speak until closer to 10. Also realized that getting up late was probably a gift since I went to bed after 1:00 and was up at 3:00 getting water for a 2-year-old and 4:00 getting water for a 5-year-old. No fevers–praise the Lord!
Hit some traffic heading out of town, but not too bad. My friend Holly called me to tell me she was praying for me (said she figured I was enjoying a leisurely car ride alone–mmm…no.). Jamie returned my call from last night. She didn’t even know I wasn’t in Lima, so my 7:18 thing didn’t mean much to her at first. She laughed, said I could talk about whatever I wanted at MOPS, and I didn’t speak until 10.
I got there at 9:30, ran to the restroom, got settled, decided to speak on sex. God was good. The MOPS girls were fab–just like last year. Fun, encouraging, bought my books. Eleven (!) of them got free ones for filling out the survey. I even had one girl donate $3 to mail a Diapers book to a celebrity. How fun is that?
Went to Jamie’s for lunch. She thought we were heading to Lima, so she hadn’t prepared anything. Except that they had guests cancel Saturday, so she had leftover minestrone and chicken salad. Yum, yum. Jamie and I eat chicken salad every time we’re together. Fine with me!
Jamie had a couple afternoon appts. and I wanted to relieve Gabe, so I left around 1:00 and got home at 2:45.
I’m so glad you’re liking the book. It’s kind of a letdown though, huh. All that hype, and some of you are finished already. I just can’t write fast enough to keep up with you.
Put together some thoughts for the in-law book last night. Did I mention that I forgot how good your surveys were? I’m going to have some follow-up questions for some of you–that was so long ago, I know some things have changed.
I think that’s it. And I think some breaking of the no-dinner-out rule is in order. Who am I kidding? We’ve broken it 12 times already. I just can barely stand up, let alone cook something. Not that I even have any food to make supper with. Grocery store trip on tonight’s schedule. Right before (try my best to stay awake during) Movie Night with Gabe.
THANK YOU for your prayers and love and words of encouragement. Have I told you lately that I love you?!
p.s. Sophie (girls’ friend and neighbor) is over here playing with Livi and Ava. She came bearing 5 boxes of Girl Scout cookies, so help me. Best $15 I ever spent. Can you say THRILLED I DIDN’T GIVE UP CHOCOLATE/SUGAR/DESSERT FOR LENT?!?