How did THAT happen?

So Sunday night I looked at my calendar for the week... completely blank. "Wow, I actually might get bored" I thought to myself as I snuggled in bed. Ah, little did I know. So here's the whole chaotic caboodle.

Monday - Nothing right? Wrong! I completely forgot that I had preschool with cousins at my house Tuesday! So I ran (literally, we only have one car) to the library hoping to get a card. No luck, I grabbed mail with only Hayden's name on it. So to make sure our trip wasn't a complete bust we stayed for singing/signing time. Can I just say AMAZING! I learned so much and Hallie loved to sing the songs as we signed. This will permanently be on our Monday calendar. The rest of the day was a prep for cousin's preschool.

Tuesday - Preschool didn't start until 9:30 so I had plenty of time for last minute prep right? Apparently I had too many last minute preps so I was stressing out! Tape one million fall colored leaves around the house, make orange rice krispie treats and red punch, crap! forgot to vacuum - as my brain is working this all out and trying to stay caught up with my body Hallie is being absolutely adorable in taking out each and every one of her toys and finding a lovely hiding place for them. Regardless of my stress we had a great time and I LOVED having everyone over to learn about Autumn. When I got back inside from waving bye to everyone I found out that there was a funeral tomorrow for a friend of mine who had passed away over the weekend, so I started looking for a babysitter. Then I saw that my neighbor was finally home and ran over the pie I hadn't been able to take yet and found a plan for Friday, babysit! Should be fun as long as I can remember what to do with a newborn. :) But mostly I'm excited to have a baby in the house for a bit. Then just as the day was winding down... oh ya I have a calling! Oh ya, I have young women's tonight. :) So went there did that, got worn out and crashed.

Wednesday- What was Wednesday? Ah yes, at Young Mens the previous night our window stopped working and was stuck down so we had to run it to the shop. This and a million more incidents got us car shopping which was the majority of our day after the car place took off our door panel and said come back tomorrow. Then I drove to Ogden for the funeral, I'm so glad I could make it. She was a truly amazing, selfless, loving person. Afterward I talked with a few friends then hurried home as fast as possible through rush hour to babysit for my brother who called last night wanting a sitter. We went over and enjoyed a delicious dinner and fun with the nephews! They are adorable! Again came home and crashed.

Thursday/Today - My plan was to go to Payson and paint some wood to make Family Home Evening charts out of, but Hallie slept in and had been eating poorly, and had diarrhea for the last 4 days. Plus I am a completely over protective mom and had been noticing that her breath had been smelling a lot different, really sweet. So I freak out a little as I'm putting all of these symptoms into one big disaster, instead of the separate little problems that they were before and take her to the doctor. It was our first time to see him so I can judge; loved the zebra stethoscope, didn't love that he casually thought it might be diabetes. So I freak out more and have a miniature heart attack as they take her blood. (By the way Hallie HATES Dr. offices and screamed the whole time which makes me, her wimpy mom, always tear up and wonder if they are really helping!) So he comes back and says she's at a 62 and 70-100 is normal so she's fine. He then sends us packing with a diarrhea helping prescription. Now, I know I get a little crazy when it comes to protecting Hallie, but how does 62 fit into 70-100? As I'm driving away, shell shocked and confused, I dial several people to help make sense of this matter. Thank heavens for Moms. She sensibly told me they probably would worry if she was high and since she's been sick and not eating well it was probably normal for her to be a little low. I started to breath again, then got a little ticked that the Doc didn't explain this to me. Granted he doesn't know (yet) how protective I am, but come on! You can't throw out a bombshell like diabetes and then chuckle and push me out the door. So I took a lot of deep breaths and put my exhausted little one to bed. So back to the craziness. She woke up, we drove to get the car fixed. That was a disaster of "Ya we have the part." "Now the part is making the window work even worse than the old part." "Sorry, I can't focus cuz I'm full of morphine from my scrotum...(I don't know exactly what was wrong with his scrotum because I stopped listening at that point)" "Do you want me to put the door panel back on? It will cost you double cuz I'm going to have to take it back of when this OTHER new part comes in." "We'll just put it back together so you can take it, be out in 10 min." (30 min later) "They usually leave in 15 min so I'm hoping they finish before then." I was hoping too!!!! An hour later - "Ok your cars done and we fixed everything it's ready to go." Hu?!!! "And here's the bill." (Double what they quoted) HU?!?!?! So I drove off shell shocked and confused for the second time today. Luckily Erin my sister-in-law invited me to shop at Costco. Shopping is calming. Then to end the night with a smile we stopped at the "Hot Donuts Now" sign and loaded up!

So my empty "boring" week was anything but, and it's still in full swing. I need to remember this week next time I complain about being bored staying home.