My life is so wonderful. Things always go so smoothly for me, and I never go through any of those “ordeals” that OTHER people seem to always go through.
Of course, I’m being sarcastic here…..
Last Friday, my mother-in-law called and told me that her landlord said that she wanted to move back into the home we are living in, and that we had 30 days to vacate. That was a stressful moment.
Saturday, we had to use over 60 pounds of bacon to wrap hundreds and hundreds of deer nuggets for our annual church Fall Festival. It took us almost 7 hours. That was a stressful day.
Sunday, I spent most of the day running back and forth between keeping hundreds of people’s thirst at bay, running after my six-year-old, keeping weirdo’s at arm’s length from my pretty friends, and making sure my husband didn’t die from smoke inhalation while grilling all day.
That was another stressful day.
Monday, I woke up with a MIGRAINE from the fiery pits! I had to press on and get dressed to be at the bank to sign the closing loan papers on our building loan. We arrive, and were promptly informed that we were missing ONE permit. STRESS! They let us do a “dry” signing until the permit could be picked up the next day. Still stressed, with a migraine to boot.
Tuesday, I went with some of my buddies for a “shopping” day in Asheville, Nc. This was not one of those “just for fun” trips. This was hardcore shopping, from 10:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m., with ONE..count them..ONE break. We finally got to eat dinner at around 10:30 p.m., and then we had to drive all the way home. Oh. And I still had a migraine.
Wednesday, my mother-in-law informs me that they don’t want to pay for another month of rent, so we all need to be out of the house by October 12th. WHAT?! So, I have to worry about finding a place to live, moving the stuff we are using at my in-laws home, sorting through our storage unit to find the tornado damaged items that are still useable for our NEW place to live, and buying the items we need that we don’t have! Plus, working part-time, and home schooling the kids.
THEN, I got to my mother’s house, and she tells me that she may move this month, and if she does, we will need to move our chicken coop off her property, and find a home for our cat.
Later Wednesday night, Israel comes into my bedroom crying, because he has some big sores under his arm. They looked horrible. I told him we would call the doctor in the morning to see if they could fit him in.
Our doctor is still in Greeneville, Tn.
Thursday, I call the doctor and get him scheduled for a later appointment. After the doctor looks at his arm, he proceeds to tell me that Israel has a serious Staph infection, and goes into detail about all the precautions we need to take for the next two weeks/month. He also tells me that if the meds don’t work appropriately, there is a chance Israel will need surgery or hospitalization.
I’m now officially, totally stressed.
On the 30 minute drive back home from Greeneville, I’m thinking of all the things I need to do……call about that apartment…get the electric and water turned on…sort through storage unit….move our things out of the in-law’s……wash all Israel’s clothes, sheets, in hot water every morning, seperately…get his prescriptions filled…..go to the grocery store, bank, post office….what to fix for dinner……
When, out of the blue, I hear a small voice say “Momma, how DO babies get in their mommy’s belly?”
Calgon~ take me away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!