I just got back from a great trip to Pocatello. It was supposed to be a weekend trip for Father's Day, but Ben had a business trip the following week, so the kids and I decided to stay for about a week.
It was full of goofy fun, great food, trips to the mall, a new purse, a feather in Mary's hair (hahaha, but really, she does have one), lots of playing outside, going to the gym, movies, and just some good ol' family fun.
I always take a nice breath of fresh air when I go home. It is so nice to not worry about all of the household stuff and busy schedules. It is great to be in my childhood home. I was all sorts of relaxed.
And then I came home.
And now I am overwhelmed.
I kind of forgot that our sprinkler system is broken, and now the grass is crunchy and we are in a bind.
I kind of forgot that we didn't mow the lawn last weekend, and it looks like a jungle out there.
I kind of forgot that we have company coming tomorrow and we have no food in our house, and the guest room needs to be cleaned. Actually, the house needs to be cleaned.
I kind of forgot that I am teaching piano lessons today.
I kind of forgot that Saturday is Mary's gymnastics recital, dinner group, Sam's t-ball banquet and the day we were supposed to go to the temple.
I kind of forgot that the choir is performing Sunday, and I am accompanying them. We are also supposed to be having dinner with one of Ben's relatives..I think.
I kind of forgot that our car is in the shop, so I can't run the millions of errands I have to do today until Ben gets home.
I kind of forgot that we turned our air off, so the house was 86 degrees when we got home at midnight, and we all boiled all night.
I kind of forgot that there is a ton of laundry waiting for me.
And to top it all off, I am pretty sure I have a horrible case of tendonitis in my foot or possibly a stress fracture. I am in a lot of pain, but I am terrified to go to the doctor. I don't want my foot to be put in any kind of restraint. I honestly don't think I could do it. That may seem trivial to some people, but to me, it is absolutely heartbreaking, and so, so, so discouraging. It isn't fun to think that 10 months of training and working your butt off, could be pretty much ruined. On a positive note, I am so very grateful that this is happening AFTER the marathon. I will be very sad to miss the half marathon coming up, but not nearly as heartbroken as I would have been if I had to miss the full marathon. I am still pretty bummed though, and praying that my foot will get better on its own.
Needless to say, I am feeling a bit overwhelmed and kind of gloomy today.
On the bright side...my blog book came today! Every year on my Birthday I make a book of all of our blog posts from the past year. I can't wait to look through it!