The following is basically a blow by blow of yesterday’s events in my little corner of the world:
6:00 a.m. -
Woke up on couch. (Removed dog from bed and moved to couch on previous night because DH had to get up early for work. DH could not get to sleep because the dog had the “jiggy leg”.)
6:30 a.m. -
Gentle wake up reminder for children.
6:45 a.m. -
Son in shower. Pull the “Santa card” on daughter in order to get her out of bed.
6:49 a.m. -
Turn on computer, get a cup of coffee, and put cereal on table.
6:55 a.m. -
Receive a prayer request via email from “Clare”. (Names have been changed to protect those whom I have not received permission from to recount story.)
I am simultaneously alarmed and confused as sender has requested prayer for a condition that “is sort of acting like Maria”. Wondering who “Maria” might be, as I assume the Hispanic population in this particular area is as common place as the Caucasian population. Finish my coffee and then brilliantly deduce that “Clare” must have meant “malaria”. Now am very concerned. Send reply asking for confirmation of condition.
7:00 a.m. to 7:30 a.m. -
Son leaves for bus stop. Put daughter in car, drive over posted legal speed limit through neighborhood and cut the bus off at the pass. Daughter gets on the bus. Return home at legal posted speed.
7:30 a.m. to 8:00 a.m. -
Write a brief blog post explaining the need to pray today. Check email for any additional updates. There are none.
8:00 a.m. to 9:00 a.m. -
Attempt to pray, but am too distracted. Decide to use an old stand-by — keeping my hands busy so that my mind can focus on God. Put third coat of wood filler on the home improvement project run amok and begin to pray again. Much more focused this time.
9:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m. -
Continue to pray while I begin to paint the baseboards in my soon to be uber fantastical studio/escape from the world.
10:00 a.m. – Noon -
Am comforted by prayer, but am wanting to check on the status of “Clare”. Temporarily defer my ADD to status in order to go into full OCD mode. (This process will be fully outlined in just a moment.) Check email and gmail again. Words of comfort and encouragement from friends, but no update on status.
Decide to eat something. (I come from a long line of stress eaters, when all else fails: stuff your face.) I heat up some Hungarian chicken taco soup and proceed to inhale it.
1:00 p.m. -
Can’t stand it anymore. Check Facebook for any possible news. Read “Clare’s” Facebook wall. It says: “has taken proper meds, will be fine, just not fun.”
Immediately post the following rambling comment on “Clare’s” Wall:
So, I post another comment:
1:30 p.m. -
Close Facebook. Read a new email from “Clare”. Am greatly relieved that she is okay. Thank God. Back in full ADD mode.
1:45 p.m. -
Having gone a full 6-1/2 hours without making a sarcastic remark on anyone’s blog, I decide to venture out a bit…..(your welcome).
The rest of the day goes on as “normal” (whatever that is.)