OF course I forgot.
I missed my second day of my 30 day challenge by a few hours. I had every intention of posting today (ok, yesterday), but I truly misjudged my timing for the whole day. But here I am, posting anyway because I CAN and WILL do this.
I went out this morning in my usual ill prepared way. You know, like when you have a plan in your head that works out great for you but doesn't mesh with what the world has in store for you that day, But that was ok because I could tell that the day was just not going to be that bad and I could make it great with a great smile. I refused to get down about this day! And it all worked out well. I was a little late to work, it happens in life from time to time. I had some work to do. Meh. Could be worse. I could have done better. But lets face it... I did what I had to and got out. Minimalist of me I know, but that's what I had in me to give to this job today. Considering that I'm leaving at the end of the week, I think I did my duty.
After this little adventure with my morning being a hurried mess and my work day being every ounce of mediocre I expected, I got to enjoy the company of some friends and that was awesome. Some dinner at the buffet, some drinks at Peppers and our usual good conversation with Donna, I would say the evening was a success.
And then I got home. I began to have some serious separation sadness. I missed all my kids but in particular I missed my little boy this evening. So when the sitter suddenly texts with news that he is not sleeping and seems to be holding out for his mommy, I see my opportunity to have my little boy in my arms. I gladly picked him up and was thrilled to see his tiny face light up when he realized his mommy had finally arrived. My day was truly complete now.
Now it is nearing 2 a.m., Sunday, June 12th... I am tired. Cranky even. And my boy is just having a blast bouncing all over his room, gladly reminding me that a little nap can go a long way. So that sleepy trip home, was all he needed to make my evening rough. Wooof. But not for a million dollars would I ask for anything else. And this, I will never forget.
I went out this morning in my usual ill prepared way. You know, like when you have a plan in your head that works out great for you but doesn't mesh with what the world has in store for you that day, But that was ok because I could tell that the day was just not going to be that bad and I could make it great with a great smile. I refused to get down about this day! And it all worked out well. I was a little late to work, it happens in life from time to time. I had some work to do. Meh. Could be worse. I could have done better. But lets face it... I did what I had to and got out. Minimalist of me I know, but that's what I had in me to give to this job today. Considering that I'm leaving at the end of the week, I think I did my duty.
After this little adventure with my morning being a hurried mess and my work day being every ounce of mediocre I expected, I got to enjoy the company of some friends and that was awesome. Some dinner at the buffet, some drinks at Peppers and our usual good conversation with Donna, I would say the evening was a success.
And then I got home. I began to have some serious separation sadness. I missed all my kids but in particular I missed my little boy this evening. So when the sitter suddenly texts with news that he is not sleeping and seems to be holding out for his mommy, I see my opportunity to have my little boy in my arms. I gladly picked him up and was thrilled to see his tiny face light up when he realized his mommy had finally arrived. My day was truly complete now.
Now it is nearing 2 a.m., Sunday, June 12th... I am tired. Cranky even. And my boy is just having a blast bouncing all over his room, gladly reminding me that a little nap can go a long way. So that sleepy trip home, was all he needed to make my evening rough. Wooof. But not for a million dollars would I ask for anything else. And this, I will never forget.