What a yucky day–rainy, mushy, dirty. Just took Ava to the bus stop. I carried an umbrella. I haven’t owned an umbrella in 20 years. I had one at Cedarville for about 6 minutes, until it turned inside out as I walked by the lake. I don’t know what I do when it rains. Get wet? Stay inside?
I leave in a few minutes for Ava’s field trip to…drum roll…Kroger! Joy. Just where I want to go “learn things” for 2 hours. Oh well. I love spending time with her in her school/friend environment. I’m sure we’ll have a swell time.
Went to bed late late last night. Ignored the alarm at 7:00. My kiddos get me up by then anyway. Usually. Rolled over this morning at 8:33. Livi’s bus comes at 8:42. Flew downstairs, packed her lunch, she got dressed, sent her out the door. She ran across the street just as the bus was coming. Perfect. Adventurous. I’ll be getting up earlier.
Speaking of getting up, going to bed, all that, I decided what I’m doing for Lent. I asked God this morning to tell me what to give up, and 2 seconds later, I heard a voice in my head. Here I was trying to decide which sugary food/drink to sacrifice, and the word I heard was “time.” I’ll give more details later, but I’m giving more time to God, to my hubby, to my girlies. A set amount so I really do it.
One of Ava’s friends ran to the bus stop and stood under our umbrella. “I would have been here sooner,” she said, “but my mom ran over our trash can!” I can just imagine the stories my girls tell people about their mother.
I really gotta go, but I’m going to need a smidge of help soon–for something I’m speaking about at Bethy’s church on Tuesday and for the in-law book.
Oooh, I’m gonna be late! Squeeze hugs to you all!