I just woke up…
I am unable to describe how tired I am. Words fail me.
And I have another day full of stairs and boxes and furniture ahead of me!
If you read my last post, you know how tired I was at 8:00 last night.
I wrote that post after sending my youngest daughter off to a birthday/pool party. My son wanted to go to youth group so I asked him to drop her off on his way there and pick her up on the way home. I also told him to have a good time, meaning don’t rush home. I wanted Cakes to have a good time.
My phone rang at 10:05. It was my son…
“Dad, after youth group, I texted Sam to see if he wanted to go out for a burger. He said no because he was at his graduation party.”
Sam’s parents are some of our best friends from the wrestling team. They had invited us over two weeks ago and I completely forgot!
“You’re kidding me! I didn’t even think of it. Shoot. I am so sorry!”
“They want you and Mom to come over.”
“It’s after 10:00!”
“I told them that and they said that they still want you to come over.”
So, I hopped into the shower, well…actually, stumbled and fell is probably more accurate and arrived at the party at 10:35!
I want my mommy!