Monday, October 15, 2012
Today was not what I had planned.
I thought I would clean house, run one errand for Daryl, do laundry, cook dinner, plan meals for the next week, pay bills and the like. This plan was made several days ago. It was in writing. It was purposeful. I shared my plan for the week with Daryl, he shared his plan for his week with me. Everything I planned to do was in support of our common goals.
Ready, set, go!
But, the errand that should have taken 45 minutes from leave home to return home took 5 1/2 hours instead. I called Cathy to share my frustration as I drove in literal circles around our three county area and she spoke loving, calming words to me.
She helped me understand that while my job title might be 'homemaker', today my job was not at home. No one will go hungry or undressed, the bathrooms can wait until another day be cleaned.
Plans are just that. Plans. Not unmovable stone mountains.
I knew that, really, but needed the reminder.