remember when
remember when:
… i wished i could kick myself in the shins because i sent $120 package to the wrong address and it will probably be lost forever in L.A. (don’t cry Donker. I promise that “things will work out”… and Donkers keep their promises)
… hannah cried all through scriptures because i was too hard on her. poor girl.
… the house was messier on saturday than it had been all week even though it was the start of my cleaner house goal. ummm – yah – i remember why i try not to set goals… i just feel like a dork.
… i just couldn’t bring myself to sort the laundry into 3 batches (whites, lights, darks). I even tried doing 4 batches (+ jeans). but what about eliza’s clothes that need extra soaking and care. what about the brights? what am i going to do with myself?
… i felt like my life was like “groundhog day”. wake. whining. hot chocolate. breakfast. wii time. snack. whining. lunch. prayer.song.nap. snack. dinner. whining. prayer.song.bedtime. tired.
… i filled the dishwasher beyond capacity and there were still dishes on the counter. (like every day!)
… i had 5 kids under age 9 and was relief society president. and i wondered why i had high blood pressure. so then i took my medication. then wondered why i was so tired. then realized it’s because the meds make my heart pump slower so my body gets less oxygen. that can’t be good for my brain.
… i rejoiced because i didn’t have early morning 7:30 a.m. P.E.C. & Ward Council before church. Love ya and all 6th ward… but love my family too.
… i had the biggest crack on my heel because i’m too lazy to put lotion on every day. ouch! hello dry desert air!
… i tried so very hard to do things right… but things didn’t always turn out as I’d like.
but – I tried… and it’s gotta count for something.
p.s. please pray for said $120 package to somehow arrive in the right hands.
Yikes on the package…..there are good people out there, hopefully it is taken care of. I once spent $70.00 mailing a package of new mission clothes to my mom….they never showed up to her. I always think some Uruguayan postal employee has a wife that is dressed just like a mission mom. Just this past Christmas, we received a package that was we had not ordered. It was full of Legos and art kits and some fun stuff. At first we thought it might be a gift from Matt’s employer for some extra work that he had done. He had said he would be sending us something and had specifically asked about our kids….so we assumed this is what he sent. I happened to glance at the return address and it was nowhere near the employer’s office (CA). It was from a Brooklyn Toys R Us. We called around and found out that the package had come to us by mistake. It was labeled for us….who knows where the confusion happened. Matt called the company, we sent it back and the bummer thing was that until that family in Brooklyn calls and makes a claim on a missing package, they won’t get it. The company wouldn’t contact them unless she contacted them first. Kind of weird. Matt was worried that they wouldn’t track down their package (their names were on the receipt inside the box) so he googled them and called Brooklyn and left them a message. Package mix ups are weird. The employer sent us 300 cupcakes. Kind of gross cupcakes…but the kids loved them. Good luck!!