I thought last week was scary.
I commenced Monday with a fairly clear calendar. Ah. Relaxed, I thought.
Before that day was over, the tone of the week began to be felt. There were daily add-ons, leaving me breathless.
That was last week.
This morning I'm feeling the need to take a deep breath before plunging in. I'm afraid the cold shock might do me in.
It's alright. Slow, deep, cleansing breaths. Out with the bad air, in with the good. Relax. Breathe.
..quickly collect some post-able thoughts...do some writing and check the emails while Randall takes the On-Call phone back to the hospital, turn on the curling iron, then wash the dishes, then get made up for the day, put on the bra and change the shirt in case we go out for coffee, make some squares for the first funeral of the week tomorrow, Micah's not coming home for lunch though, so that's a blessing, take out the bacon for supper and maybe cook some potatoes to fry later, meet our friends for coffee tonight that will be nice, Oh, don't forget to get the Avon order in before 11:00, head over to the church tomorrow morning to help set up for the funeral, maybe Micah should take a lunch again in case I have to hitch a ride along with Randall and if it's more of a pain than it's worth I'll just stay at the church until funeral time after lunch, but think of something that can go in the crock pot for supper and get that ready before I go to the church; I might need to walk over, but that's o.k., because it's only about a 20 minute walk if I'm not rushing, I don't think there's anything happening in the evening so that's good, Wednesday I need to do some baking to send along with Randall for Johanna when he goes for the board meetings at the end of the week, and there'll be some more squares to make for the second funeral, the second funeral will be Wednesday or Thursday, I hope I can be here for a four hour stretch to make cinnamon buns, because those are nice to send along, and that will take care of at least one breakfast too, Thursday looks not too bad, unless there's a funeral, oh, but there's my monthly prayer group meeting that I look forward to in the morning, and then Micah and I both have dental appointments starting right after lunch, that should keep us busy til almost the end of school, Maybe I can make Micah go back to school after his appointment instead of waiting for mine to be done, because his starts an hour before mine, I wonder if I should just change the dental appointments to another less busy week, I'll wait and see when the funeral is, I'll just change either or both of those if I need to, I think I'm supposed to meet the other three quarters of the quartet after supper to practice a song for Sunday's advent service, oh, I should go over it a few times before then, so I know what I'm singing, but Friday is relatively un-booked, except that Micah has the day off, too bad I'll have to drive Thomas to school, because Hillary is going along with Randall when he leaves Thursday for the board meetings, no sleeping in, Oh, I was going to phone Lisa and offer to babysit for her, because she asked for a volunteer to babysit Callah while she's helping Steve with the youth group progressive supper, Randall says she's already had several volunteers, but I was going to offer anyway, I wonder if they're taking Matthias with them, I'll have to do yet more baking for the advent service dessert potluck on Sunday, was there something else I had to do on the weekend? It seems like there was but I can't remember, Oh, in between I need to find time to get over to the school to photo copy raffle tickets and put them together into books, we wanted to have that done before parent/ teacher interviews on Friday, although interviews start Wednesday after school, Oh, that's right, we have to meet with Micah's teachers around 5:30 on Wednesday, so I need to have supper ready early, and then we have to get over to the church for our small group meeting, because it's also a week of prayer at church, and we're going through the stations as a small group, and don't forget to put all Johanna's mail together, and don't forget the Christmas concert ticket for Nancy, Johanna can hold onto it for her, I forgot about the laundry, we're almost out of wash cloths and underwear, where does it go? I know I'm forgetting something...
Hanging on for the ride.
Now, where's my safety belt...