General Busy-ness

Yesterday was such a busy one.

We got going in the morning pretty early.
Lyssa got up and cleaned her bird cage, vacuumed the floor underneath, and finished packing the things she wanted to take to her grandparent's house while I did my usual morning stuff... wandered around the internet, blinking slowly and emerging from the primordial sludge I wake up in each and every day.

I found a piece of banner paper so we could make a banner for one of our scouts. She's in the hospital, and we figured she could use some cheering up.

We left for Girl Scouts about 10:15, and were there for THREE hours!!

A troop dad and his two daughters prepared breakfast burritos with all sorts of ingredients to choose from, and wouldn't let me help.

We had a homeschooling mom who formerly worked for NASA come talk to the troop. It was fascinating. We got to hold a medallion that had actually been into space, see pictures and diagrams and astronaut diapers (just that one thing would have kept me from EVER wanting to go into space. Ever. Uck.)

Between the talk, the breakfast, the job we do in the sanctuary every week and the time the girls spent just hanging out together, the meeting was extra long. Good thing I had planned to be late to work yesterday anyway.

We got home and barely had time for Lyssa to do a last-minute check on her bags, go to the bathroom, get my stuff ready for work and head out the door for her to catch the bus.

Eric met us at the bus stop, and stayed with Lyssa while I left for work. I ended up only being half an hour late, and arrived just as all the kids were arriving and being checked in.

I got to work late, but left early because it was choir night. Ordinarily I get out about five on Mondays because of choir, but I ended up staying until 5:40 last night and being late to sing. I have to get home and eat something and find my music and go to the bathroom and get a bottle of water and decide which jacket I want to wear because it's always so damn cold in that room.

Home at 8:40, a hot bath and sleeeeeeeeep.

Now I'm getting ready to go to Curves, come home and do dishes etc, and run back out the door to work at 1:00. Leaving early today so I can drop the banner off at our little friend's house. I sure hope she gets to come home from the hospital soon!

Tonight is the water aerobics class. I find I'm really looking forward to it. After I get past the shock of how damn cold the pool is, I have a great time. I'm going for the smaller 'weights' tonight, though. They're foam, they float, and it's really a workout to maneuver them through the water. Really makes the old muscles go. I find that my left shoulder (the one I injured in a car accident, hmm, 14 years ago) is a little sore when I overdo it, so I am going to back off just a bit. I really don't need something like that right now.

Okay, if you're still with me, Lyssa said something to me yesterday that sort of stopped me in my tracks. I'm not sure if it was prompted by the mom who came and talked to our troop, or some combination of things, but she said, "It's sort of sad that you had to sacrifice your whole life to raise kids. You didn't get to go to college, you never had an important career, you never made a lot of money."

I told her that I could see why she might think that, but that I never felt like that at all. First of all, we were married a long time before kids, I had children by choice (both of them were planned.. how unusual is that??) and had loved being home with them, homeschooling etc. I told her I love my life. That I married a great man, that I have everything I've ever wanted, and that I am content and happy. I said it in a matter-of-fact tone, no shrillness or apparent effort to convince her.

All of it is true, of course. I am so grateful to be exactly where I am. I can't imagine anything better. I feel lucky every day.

But does she think less of me for being 'just a mom'?

I do not know.