I had today’s blog all planned
for you. I was going to tell you all about the things I learned at the Grief conference
last Friday, but alas, the weekend took a whole turn, and I never made it to
the conference. So today I’ll tell you about my Plan B weekend.
According to my phone, I took
this at 9:20 Wednesday night. Lexi and I were happily snuggled on the couch
watching TV with Ryan.
Twelve hours later…whew. The
worst was behind me, but I felt rough. I could barely keep my eyes open all
day. I pushed them open long enough to cancel my Bible study via text, and then
I slept almost the entire day.
Friday, while Ryan was here:
I was here:
When we both planned to be gone,
we had arranged for Lexi to go to the sitter, and we honored that arrangement,
even though I was home. I was glad she did have plans, honestly, because the
wind was outrageous all day (70+ miles an hour around here) and I know I wouldn’t
have had a moment’s rest the entire day, trying to calm her down.
Ryan said the conference was so
good, and I will always be sad that our work-date was ruined. He was a gem and
did all our grocery shopping while he was out, and then he picked up dinner at
Pizza King. (We were supposed to have our first date in a month, but that was
foiled too.) We ate at home, and I had crazy bedhead.
Saturday morning, Ryan
encouraged me to stay home while he volunteered at the Boutique, so Lexi and I
hung out in bed.
I worked so hard throughout the
afternoon to take a shower, start over with my hair, put on real clothes and
makeup, and be ready for our small group outing to see Grease at the local high
school. How did I do?
It was a good show, and it was
fun to support all our friends from church who were part of the production!
Not the weekend we planned – by a
long shot – but we made the best of it.
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