Whew...one busy week!
What a week! All week long, I've had so much to write about and no time to write it! I guess the best way to get it all recorded is to just do it all at once:
Julia left on Monday. Tim left on Monday. Totus Tuus started on Monday and so did swimming lessons...and don't forget about baseball! Busy with a capital "B"! I tend to get a little overwhelmed and stressed when my schedule gets really crazy. It's not necessarily the go-go-go of it, rather the not knowing exactly what to expect. You know, when I'M not in control!
Each day the four oldest kids had Totus Tuus beginning at 9 am. They each needed a sack lunch and pants to change into for mass. Managable. Monday thru Thursday, Benjamin and Joseph had swimming lessons beginning at 10:15, ending at 11:30--2 sessions--meaning we were at the pool from 10-11:45. On Monday, we picked up the piano tuner in Lincoln shortly after dropping off at Totus Tuus, brought him home with us (he's blind, so driving wasn't advisable) and took him home just before picking kids up at 3:00. We did the same thing on Friday morning, only we took him home at noon in Tim's truck that stalled everytime the idle slowed. (The Suburban's window wouldn't roll up as of Friday morning, so it was being repaired before more rain came.)
Basically we were at home from 12-2:30. During that time we tried to cram in lunch, a nap and a little bit of cleaning.
Upon returning home each afternoon, it was necessary that someone got ready for baseball...there were games on Monday, two on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday this week. Fortuneately the two on Tuesday were both home games, so I got to see about 30 minutes of each one. We returned home again each night in time for a quick bite to eat, baths and bedtime. Tim came home late Wednesday night because our family attended his uncle's funeral on Thursday.
Wednesday and Friday mornings we added piano lessons in the hour before Totus Tuus, so we had to be in Lincoln by 7:45 those mornings. Friday afternoon, the little kids and I went to a friends house to play, and Friday night Tim and I played Tripoly with friends.
Today is Saturday. My birthday. Tim is at a retreat all day. I ran this morning, was treated to breakfast by Kristi, returned home to my wonderful children, who by the way, cleaned the entire house last night for my birthday present. :) Baseball at noon, and the rest of the day...undecided!
The summary at the end of the week: I survived. My kids survived (barely...they're lucky that they didn't get duct taped to the chairs a couple of times!)
Needless to say, the house became a disaster area. Laundry piled everywhere, breakfast still on the table at dinner time...everywhere you looked, there was overwhelming evidence that our home had been merely a pit stop during the week. Yuck!
HOWEVER, in learning early in the week about my most dearest friend's mother having a heart attack and currently fighting for her life, I've been happy to offer up all of my hectic and sometimes stressful moments for Gerri. She is very loved by her family, and also by us.