You know it is going to be an off day if your husband video calls at the exact moment you are rounding up kids to walk out the door. This just as you finally got both kids into shoes, backpack in hand and my coffee poured, two pop tarts in my pockets. I am dressed and ready for the gym. My daughter has eaten her two eggs.
I am thankful for his call, but I knew he wouldn't want to hear what I had to say anyway. He is a savings man. Every thing goes to savings and this is a great thing, but it makes needing extras when the budget is set a little more difficult. So we were discussing how I mishandled a situation that is slightly stressing our budget. So all of this is going on while I am driving and the kids are screaming to talk to their dad and I am just praying for silence and the radio. We worked through it and no one had hurt feelings.
Dropping my son off is also a little challenging due to the fact that he will not get out via the drop off line and I must follow all the cars around the school to park and then drag my daughter out of the car to walk him inside. We survived without dramatics today!.
The gym was awesome! Zumba was so fast paced that it was over quickly. Sweat was rolling off my body and I was stunned that I had done jumping jacks for nearly two minutes. I thought this and the fact that my daughter had no accidents meant today would be better.
The rest of the afternoon before leaving for our hearing aide repair appointment was calm. But getting my daughter and my teenage son out the door was challenging. I also needed to have blankets and water bottles a snack for my son and of course the broken hearing aides. We made it to the school and my daughter was already asleep. There was one small meltdown from my middle son. He didn't want to make the trip to get his hearing aides fixed. It is an hour drive. It was cold and rainy with a little bit of sleet.
So I am bopping along the highway, lost in thought. I am listening to my oldest son and my Dad talk and my middle son crunch chips. I am doing nothing different on this day than I do on any other day we drive into Nashville.
And then I see a State Trooper and I look down at my speed. 68 miles an hour on a 55 mile an hour stretch. In my mirror I see the blue lights as he goes into a U-Turn. I tell my Dad that I am about to get a ticket and he really doesn't believe me. My oldest son is so excited because he is obsessed with police officers. I am a nervous wreck, but I am nice as I can be when he asks me what my hurry is. Nothing really just heading into Nashville for an appointment. I hand over my DL and my insurance information. I watch in my mirror as he begins writing and all I can think is that my hubby is going to be angry and divorce me for sure. My Dad is reassuring me that it is indeed a bad event, but he is sure to be understanding. I'm sure after the initial shock he will be okay, but I am sure he will not let me live it down....ever
Since my son's appointment is in the audiology department all of the signs are just pictures. I honestly haven't paid them a lot of attention, but now my son is reading. So as we are outside the restrooms and I am directing my boys to go to the restroom my middle son begins yelling "Fire" He does this at least three times in a large hallway that echoes before I realize what he is saying and shish him. My Dad then realizes what he was saying and is also saying "Yes, you read that very well, just not so loud next time" We also walked down the stairs from the 9th floor to the parking garage.
This was our adventure today.
I am now waiting on my hubby to respond to the message I sent him of the huge financial setback. I am really worried that he doesn't want to talk to me because he is so angry at me. This wasn't just a huge mistake but flat out not paying attention to what was going on around me.
February 25, 2016
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