Yesterday, I took a personal day off from work. With the exception of major holidays and a vacation, I hardly ever take a day just for myself. But, I was in need of one and gosh darn it all, I closed my day care for the day! I had huge plans to clean out all my cupboards and closets. I know, that's not what normal people would do on a day off, but I am always too beat after work and supper/dishes/homework and there always seemed to be something/somewhere we had to be on the weekends. It was getting deep and it was stressing me out. My junk cupboard was overflowing and I had to do one of those open and shut at the speed of light anytime I needed to get something out of there, or risk having an avalanche of junk fall on me. Well, the day before, Easter Sunday, I wasn't feeling so hot. I even left Easter dinner to go back to bed. I was feeling hot and cold and achy. I just knew the crud was going to get me as it had already hit every single kid in my dc. BUT, here's the amazing part of the story. Recently one of my dc mom's introduced me to Essential Oils. (I will post about that another day as it's a long story) I came home, took two, long, hot, steaming baths and rubbed just about every oil I had on hand all over me. I then took a three hour nap and when I woke up, I was still a little achy, but nothing like I had been three hours before! I am a believer! I was so worried that my day off was going to be a total waste, but thank goodness it wasn't! It took me almost all day yesterday, but I cleaned and purged every cupboard and closet in the house. I had a huge pile for the garbage, a huge pile for the thrift store, and a huge pile to sell at the Shady Hollow Flea Market this Spring. (I'll keep ya posted about that event too!) Man, it is such a good feeling to have that done. It's amazing how just having your house in order can make you feel so motivated and back on top. In my cleaning/organizing fest, I decided to put all of Landon and Tim's meds/vitamins in little pill organizer boxes. You know the ones, that have each day of the week on them. Simplify. That's my motto for the year. Downsize and simplify. Anyway, every Monday, Tim takes Landon's meds for the week to Kathy at the school, but since there wasn't school yesterday, we were off our routine or something and he forgot them. Kathy let me know that she didn't have enough for this morning, so I called Tim. Tim is working out of town and can't get a decent reception, so of course he didn't answer when I called. I then tried Tim's mom. She said she had just woke up and she wasn't dressed yet. That I should try calling Tim's sister, Laurie at work and see if she could do it. I didn't want to do that, because I didn't want to leave Laurie's boss, Julie short handed, so I then tried my dad. He only has a cell phone and doesn't always hear it and of course, when I needed him to hear it the most, he didn't. I then told the kids that we were going for a walk. (It's 40 out, the sun is shining and I have a stroller. they would have survived) I started to bundle them up and the phone rang. It was Tim's mom. She said she would do it, but I had to call the school and tell them to come out to her truck and get them. I did. A little while later, for some reason unknown to me, I decided to check out Landon's pill box. I had a funny feeling and something told me to look. (I can't explain it. It happens all the time. I have been having moments like that all my life. I am hoping one of these days, it tells me what the winning lottery ticket numbers are! ha!) When I looked in the box, I realized that I had given Landon his bedtime pill along with his vitamins! (So much for that idea!)The bedtime pill helps him sleep. It works really good. Almost too good. I had to call the school and tell his teacher what I had done. Not my proudest moment. She said he had his head on his desk. I said I would have someone come and get him. I then called my dad, and lo and behold, he answered the phone! I told him what happened and asked him if he could please pick up Landon. He said, "Weeeeelllll, it's gonna be a while. I just woke up and I gotta find some clothes and get dressed." Lord have mercy....Don't get me wrong, I am very grateful that they were both there to help me out this morning, and I don't mean to complain. It's just been a helluva morning. I hope their houses never catch on fire. I can just hear them both telling the firemen...
"Can you come back later? I'm not dressed yet."
I love you Dad and Cleone!!