just in case...

well, just in case you're starting to think that my life is a cupcake and that problems never arrise. i thought i'd let you know...they do!

this was my day on thursday:

i woke up to an argument. that's right, the light had just begun to shine through my eyelids when the controversy began. you can imagine i wasn't to happy and therefore only made things worse. moments later my buddle of joy awoke! i greeted him with a smile since i had no idea the trouble he would cause in the hours to come. i started working in the yard only to find myself chasing around the little man and hardly getting anything done {besides continuing the argument. and i honestly can't even remember what it was about or i'd tell you, i'm sure it'd be funny now!} my consultation i had scheduled for that afternoon was postponed till further notice since the client had to go to the hospital. moments later i found out it was cancelled for sure. and i therefore decided to continue my work outside. before even getting lunch on the table i was informed that the appointment was back on and that i had to be showered and presentable, get my child out of his pj's and into some clothes, feed the family lunch, and in wellsville in 20 minutes. i ended up packing bowen's lunch, going hungry, and telling james to fend for himself! i left bowen with a babysitter that i met for the first time while dropping him off and he impressed me with his better-than-ever screaming and crying ability. i picked bowen up only to find out he continued that nice behavior for the full hour and half and even worse i only had five dollars for the sitter who now had a headache the size of texas, i'm sure! if i could remember her name i would send her a check in the mail. i felt awful. needless to say, i'll the things i had planned to accomplish during his nap was set aside while he woke up every ten minutes to scream. {after an hour, i joined him} when i finally let him be done with attempting to nap i made the decision that we needed to make the day better. and since we were both hungry for dinner i decided i'd take the lil' man to dinner. on me! we got in the car and i realized that the empty tank i'd been driving on for two days probably wasn't going to make it to maverik. so i prayed silently and we made it. as i was filling up the car {something i despise!} i saw the amount of money draining in and decided i really shouldn't take bowen to dinner and started to feel guilty for not wanting to cook. so i got back in the car and took bowen to his second babysitter of the day {my mom} telling her that feeding him would be great! i helped get him some dinner and juice. moments later he puked all over her tile floor. i was shoked, he's never puked before. i cleaned it all up and left to go to enrichment, something i was actually looking forward to. girl talk, and treats! i needed it! after engulfing in a long conversation with a friend she informed me that the day care center i had so carefully selected for bowen to attend this summer {which starts this monday} was a horrible idea and she wouldn't recommend them to anyone. i almost started to cry as i felt the pressure of now starting over with my research and wondering why i ever felt like going to school was an answer to prayers. i left the church only to find out that my dear husband had forgot to pick up bowen from my parents and had instead emersed himself in tv for 2 hours never wondering why his son wasn't home, better yet, in bed. so at 10pm i drove to my mom's house who was worried sick about where we were. picked up bowen and put him in the car. within seconds he was fast asleep and i was wondering how i would get him in pj's without waking him up once we reached our home. the thought left when delilah came on and i lost myself in her sappy romantic love songs. it wasn't long before the beautiul music was accompainied by beautiful blue and red lights in my rear-view mirror. the officer gathered my info and left to his car while his bright lights shined in through my mirrors. i wanted to cry but i fell asleep instead. when he came back with my ticket (9 over.) he startled me and i realized that those 20 minuets of dreaming where not in fact in my bed. i drove home, tucked in bowen and went to bed for real this time. i guess i could say, this was a bad day start to finish. and though you may be wondering why i would want to share this. better yet, remind myself of it now or ever. but let me inform you that i realize these are the days that make better days seem so much better. i also realized as i was journaling the day, that it's rather funny that everything happened the way it did. and to be honest, i need the laugh!

james must have known it was a bad day for me. the next morning i was woken up again, only this time for breakfast in bed! and bowen drew me a beautiful picture with his new markers on my favorite jeans. {you guessed it new PERMANENT markers!}

perhaps i should go finish the laundry that encircles me today and find that joy in the journey that so many claim to have found.

{sorry to all you who just enjoy the pics. i failed to take any that day!}