My day sort of started at 4:30 a.m. when Mike got home and woke me up to tell me he was home so late because his truck broke. Again. This time it’s something to do with the steering column. It needs to hold on until July when my car is paid off and we can afford another car payment. Bad truck! Bad! Bad! Then he said he was going to sleep on the sofa so I could get some rest. Of course, he could have just said he was home and I’d have gone back to sleep, but nooooo, he had to tell me the truck was broken and that got my mind going a thousand miles an hour with questions. Argh.

Then I had some stupid bad dream that woke me up at 6:30, but luckily I got back to sleep and the next thing I knew I woke up and it was 9 a.m. I quickly checked my email since no one else in the house was making any noise and by the time I finished that, Little Girl was waking up. We got up, ate breakfast, I stuck her in the corral so he could hear her and I could take a shower.

Somehow we got to Mike’s parents’ house by 11 a.m. so I could catch a ride out to the far reaches of the East Valley for his sister’s baby shower. After that was over, Mike’s mom dropped me off and I came home thinking I was going to gather LG’s things and take her over to Grandma’s since she doesn’t have a car seat. Otherwise we would have just sent her with Grandma.

However, Mike had fallen asleep (during LG’s nap) and didn’t get the things done he needed to get done, so was in the middle of that. She had just woken up right before I got home, so she hadn’t been fed or changed. So instead of me being able to come in and take a few minutes for myself to see if I had any important email messages, touchup my makeup, comb my hair, etc., I had to feed her, change her, get all her stuff together and get her over to Grandma’s in time to get to church for choir rehearsal/mass. I wasn’t exactly happy with Mike, but he was really tired and he usually is pretty good about taking care of her, so I’ll let it slide this time. ;)

I got to church - we had rehearsal, sang mass which mostly went well, except for the part where the flute player was coming in at the wrong place during a pre-mass song on which I was playing tambourine. I couldn’t look at her because the words go by too fast, but I could see her lift her flute out of the corner of my eye, so if she was lifting it in the wrong place I would shake my head no vigorously and when it was time to play, I’d nod my head. But the shaking of the head and the nodding head were a different rhythm then what I was trying to play on the tambourine. So, you know how you can’t easily rub your tummy and pat your head? It’s the same way with moving your head one way and playing the tambourine. Every time I moved my head, I screwed up the beat on the tambourine. It was actually very funny. Or maybe you had to be there. Either way, it was challenging. And when we did the same song for closing - it was all perfect…lol!

Needless to say, I’m tired. Very very tired. Very. If you got this far in this rambling mess of a post, good for you. Either way, hope you all had a great (and not exhausting) weekend!