Saturday is the Family Fun Fair. So I’m practising my gospel lesson, trying to remember all the points, not get too metaphoric that I leave the concrete young kids behind, and stay flexible with the ages who might turn up and the familiarity they may or may not have with the story. It’s a little like studying for an exam when you are really familiar with the material, but you care about doing an excellent job. When are you done? How do you even start if you don’t know what you have to do to prepare exactly?
It makes me want to look up fan fiction on movies, or check my pattern’s stats on Ravelry, or write blog posts.
Tomorrow is our first “Brown Bag Game Day Open House.” I’m nervous. I don’t know who if anyone is coming over, things are still tidy around here from the weekend when we hosted the missionary speakers for church. I need to imagine what I need besides more ice water pitchers and plastic cups, ask Ben which cookies he is baking, count which veggies I bought at the farmer’s market on Sunday and plan meals around them, and write out chores for Ben to do to get the house ready for his friends who might or might not show up tomorrow.
Tomorrow also happens to be the day my relatives are able to come down and pick blueberries with my Mom, so I probably won’t get to see much of them since I’m chaperoning here. Duh. Calenders seem to exist to spit derision at me.
Deep breath. Cut that out Chris. Trying to plan healthy teen together times is important too; and we can’t always get to everything at the same time. Poor Dan will be at work anyway, although with plans shifting so much, perhaps he doesn’t mind!
The heat and humidity have rolled up, the sky is clear. I feel better, thanks for reading my whiny post.
It’s always good to have a little whine. ;-)
I’m the type that writes things on calendars but never bothers to check the calendar to see what’s coming up. I can relate.
I hope the week went better than you anticipated.
Peace and Laughter!