SMH

smh
(shaking my head)
is sometimes all I can do.
I know I am not the only one who has them;
one of THOSE days.
The last two have been enough to give me whiplash.
I am almost serious about that.

Yesterday, looking at the pile I had gathered for Deborah
in preparation of the new baby coming I thought,
"wow, that is a lot of stuff".
I began to pack and realized the box I had was not large enough.
I found a box that is large enough, but it was full.
Which means I can not get it packed and mailed before practice.
I make a mental adjustment on my way to the field.

Plan B
After practice: 
dinner in the cafe
help in life center
go home and unpack the loaded box
pack Deborah's stuff
go to Post Office after Chapel


At practice getting the phone calls,
ending with knowing two people I love 
are facing the death of a family member
for the fourth time in a year.
I leave angry. I skip dinner, mow the lawn, need to expend more energy so I mow the neighbor's lawn. I finish in the dark. 
Trash to curb. Shower. Go to Life Center for a little while.

As I leave I notice I have a missed phone call at 9:01 PM
from someone I have known and loved for more than 40 years.
I return the call and on the other end I hear a shaky voice ask:
"are you at home?".
My heart drops, I know this isn't a social call.
His daughter had a freak accident and he wanted me to pray.
Thank God she is okay and was released from the hospital today.

I hang up the phone as I pull into my driveway.
Turn off the car and receive a text:
"We are at urgent care with Bub..."
I restart the car and drive to Urgent Care and help hold down 
my 19 month old grandson while he received 7 stitches,
walking out at 9:55 PM, I was exhausted.
No unpacking or packing tonight, I will do it after Chapel.

Sitting on the couch, reeling from the evening's emotional storms 
and I see three small fleas on my leg.
WHAT IN THE WORLD!
I don't even have an animal in the house.
Chico has been gone three weeks,
and I never noticed any on him.
Maybe I carried them in from the yard when I mowed?

Today was a new day, a fresh start.
Plan C
Chapel.
A trip to Walmart to pick up a cake for this evening.
Lunch with the Jeremy and Emily.
Pack the box for Deborah. 
Plenty of time before our soccer games to pack and go to PO.


Game Day-
I like to be at the field an hour before game time,
especially today, Senior Day.
I finished packing the box 50 minutes before Game Time.
PO is 2 minutes away, I really wanted to get the box mailed today, 
we don't know how long it will take to arrive.
I think, surely it won't take more than 15 minutes at the PO.

I chance it.
35+ minutes at the post office.
I still needed to stop at the house to change my shirt.
I made it to the field as they were announcing the teams.
I stood at the end of the pitch as they played the National Anthem.
Yep, it was another one of THOSE days.
I was shaking my head. Sometimes it is all I can do.