These Are The Days

These are the days that explain the title of my blog, "Finding the Funny." There are days when you can't let everything [negative] that is happening get you down, but go with the flow. Of course, the problem is figuring out when you are "going with the flow" or just jumping right over the edge.

I am organizing our church's ladies tea, which is this weekend (and is the subject of another posting not yet posted because I haven't had time to finish it.) Needless to say my stress level has been heightened this week (if I was Homeland Security I would be "YELLOW".) This morning we headed out to the car and discovered I only had 1 booster seat. Since I have three children, all needing to be in a booster or car seat 1 booster seat does not get me far (and now I am ORANGE.) We had the car detailed yesterday and after bringing it home we forgot that all the car seats, booster seats, cell phone charger, and everything else once in the minivan was now in my husband's car, who at this time was 30 minutes away at work. After a quick trip to the neighbor's house for car seats, and who thankfully took my oldest to school, we headed to preschool. We then headed to Target, Costco and the gym. In between all those stops I made a call to our local garage asking them why my gear shift lever was no longer moving out of park, unless I used the manual release. And does this require an immediate trip to the garage or could I just drive this way for a couple more days? Yes, with all else going on I need to fit in a trip to the garage because the break light switch ... something or other ... isn't working. This means my brake lights (just the lights, the brakes themselves were working find) aren't working, and that is a slight problem when driving around town.

I'm exhausted, and still slightly stressed. The car is fixed, the cookies for the tea are iced, the items I need to pack into the car are gathered and piled near the door. I've even had time to write this post and maybe wash some dishes before we leave for the evening. I have a fun filled night planned, with my husband and without the kiddies. I also still need to load the minivan before tomorrow morning, print out this and that, find crayons, pull the bread out so it will defrost, and so much more so I'm ready for Sunday's tea. No really, I am looking forward to the tea. My stressful Friday has worked itself out, and I even got 15 quiet minutes while at the garage. This truly was a day when I needed to fine the funny, and thankfully I did, though my husband feared I was about to jump off the edge.