There are some things that are out of your control.
This was the case last Thursday. It was Ruthie’s birthday. And while I only work one day a week, as luck would have it, my work day fell on her birthday. She seemed OK with it however. Especially after I made treats for her class, and promised I would make her a special meal on Friday. And if that wasn’t enough, the sitter went above and beyond to make her morning special. I was certain my birthday girl was having a great day.
And then my phone rang.
“…Ruthie, says she isn’t feeling well, and she is running a low grade fever…”
I was quickly on the road, thanks to my wonderful manager who readily volunteered to work late for me.
Ruthie deemed it as “the worst birthday EVER”!
In addition to a fever, she had a cough, and she was lacking an appetite. And unfortunately, her symptoms continued into Monday evening, with gradual improvement each day.
So, her birthday came and went. No cake. No special meal. No nothing.
We certainly wouldn’t have chosen to celebrate her eighth birthday in this manner, but sometimes you just have to roll with it.
As I type this, the storm sirens are sounding, and my heart rate is climbing slightly. Yet another thing that is beyond my control.
We purchased a “new” truck tonight, and it is sitting outside.
Why isn’t it in the garage or barn, you might ask. Well, we had a hail storm in the Spring, and we are just now getting are house repaired. Our garage is full of construction supplies. And while our barn is always full, it is, more so this evening. We had an entire trailer full of aluminum siding that needed a home. I really didn’t want to add extra ammunition to my BRAND NEW siding!
So here I sit. Watching the TV, worrying about things that are beyond my control.
Only At My House,