Wow! It has been a crazy month. I started school and went from busy to psychotic. I am adjusting to daily life okay; thanks mostly, to my wonderful Mother. Without my mother we would all be in dirty clothes surrounded by day old dishes. The needs of daily life are for the most part being met. Unfortunately the non daily needs like Doctor appointments and car maintenance are on a need to do basis,plus a week.
Two weeks ago the warning light in my van that told me to get my oil changed came on. I didn't ignore it I filed it in the "need to handle" folder in my brain. Unfortunately when you have Thursday mornings free and that is it, well it is sort of hard to get the car in the shop. Today the warning light began to blink at me. I am not a car person, I know how to start it and that is about all, I am smart enough to know when something blinks at you it is generally important. I called the car place and they told me to go easy with the driving and bring it in on Wednesday. Okay the problem with Wednesday is my youngest has a Chiropractor appointment at 12:30 and Physical therapy at 3:00. I reluctantly asked him is I bring it in at 9 could he promise that I would be out the door at 11:30 at the latest, he said yes. So Car -CHECK.
Well thanks to the car issues we will be staying home from Classical Conversations tomorrow so that gives me time to attend to the other warning light that came on today. My eldest has been seeing an Endochronoligist for a couple of years. Frankly, I do not like the woman. I have had Thyroid issues since I was nine and I am her mom and she dismisses my opinion like I am nothing. This girl does not like that! I have been meaning forever to get my two eldest and myself (3 years over do) to see the Doctors down at UF. I saw them before and I liked the care they offered. It is a LONG process to get into see them so I haven't had the time to begin the process, well now thanks to my car warning light, I am going to start that process tomorrow.
I would love to be able to say that I have this single mom thing DOWN. I think barely keeping my head above water would be a better description. Living my life according to blinking warning lights. I guess it really doesn't matter as long as it all gets done. I am slowly giving up the desire to be Super Mom. I am aiming for just plain old Mom who managed to stay out of the insane asylum now.
One of my favorite verses ( I don't have time to look it up, you can do that) says that God uses the foolish things of this world to confound that wise. I want to be one of those foolish things. The single woman who reinvented her life after unbearable tragedy and finished well.
Here is to finishing well, blinking warning lights and all.
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