Rejoicing and Being Glad

I kept wishing I would wake up from this horribly frustrating dream. But I was awake. I started the day yesterday feeling run down from a lingering head cold. I tried to work out, but was only able to complete about a quarter of it. I rushed around the house getting ready for women's bible study worrying the whole time about the icy roads leading to the church. I jumped in the car and couldn't find my car key. Running late, I emptied everything out of my purse onto the passenger's seat and spied my valet key on top of the pile. Oh well, I would just use it. I'd done that in the past (many times). I drove with much caution to the church and arrived only five minutes late. The head-cold-induced fog followed me all morning long. I left the bible study at noon determined to come home and take a little nap before my afternoon stint at Sylvan.

As I drove up to my garage door, I realized it hadn't opened when I pushed the remote button. I pushed again. The door made a slight jolt, but did not "open sesame". Push. Jolt. Push. Jolt. Hmmm. And I don't have a key to the front or back doors. Hmmm. Push. Jolt. And I really, really, really need to pee. PUSH! JOLT! Maybe I left the backdoor unlocked when I let the dogs out this morning. It would be par for the course. I mean I've lost my house key; I've lost my car key; the front passenger seat of my car is buried in junk from my purse and the glove compartment in an attempt to find said keys. I trudged through the snow to the back door only to find that in one moment of responsibility, I had locked the back door. OF COURSE!!!! Would anyone see me if I squatted right here and made my own yellow snow?

I called Troy hoping against hope that he knew some magical formula for opening a broken garage door. Yes, honey, I already tried the wall mount key pad. No, honey, I didn't leave the back door open as I've been prone to do on more than one occasion. He had nothing.

I called my friend, Jenni, to see if she had a spare key. No, she had given it back to me. GREAT! That's at least 2 house keys I have now misplaced. Thankfully she lives less than a mile away and I was able to go to her house to relieve my bladder and eat lunch before leaving for work. Thanks Jenni!

My day had been so crappy, I decided to soothe myself with a nice Venti size White Mocha Latte from the drive through Starbucks. I gave my order to Suzie whose upbeat, smiley voice made me wonder if she had ever had to deal with a broken garage door, although I'm pretty sure she might have lost a key or two. As I pulled up to the window, I reached into the pile of junk in the passenger seat and immediately grabbed my wallet. Wow, first try. Things are looking up! Opened the wallet to pull out my debit card, only to see it wasn't there. REALLY?!?!?! Hi Suzie. Here's my credit card. Please charge my calorie laden chocolate drink to my credit card so that my husband can raise his eyebrow when he sees the statement. Deep breath.

I came home after work to a dark, quiet house. Troy was asleep because he had a night job. I decided to relax with some computer time until I needed to wake him at 9:00. Tempting fate one more time, I opened the checking account web page to find I had miscalculated and we were about $5 away from notta! What A Day!

And through all this God is so good! Troy awoke at 9:00 and we sat in the bed for about an hour talking about my horrible, no good, very bad day. He had come home from work early, took care of the suffering dogs locked inside the house, had extra keys copied for the doors, found my car key and debit card in a basket on the kitchen table, and only sighed once when I told him about my miscalculation with the checking account. Thank you God for my amazing husband!

Yesterday was God's creation. Yesterday was a kick in the pants. I was made very aware of the fact that I had let things slip through the cracks during the holidays. I need to put on my big girl panties and get organized again. That is if I can FIND my big girl panties. We are cash poor right now because we are planning for the future. I need to tighten the financial belt one more notch by lowering the grocery budget and using up the supplies in the bulging pantry and freezer. Yesterday was also a "come-here-poor-baby-girl" hug as God reminded me again how blessed I am to have a husband that sees every one of my scatter-brained, fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants tendencies and loves me in spite of them.

Yesterday was a day the Lord had made. I now rejoice and am glad it's over. ;)