I had been dreading this past weekend for months. I am not good with busyness and running around. I start to fall apart quickly and I “crash”. Last weekend we had 2 birthdays, the San Antonio Christian Film Festival, pet sitting and bridal show preparations….crazy!
The good news is that I’m still alive. I think. I could be dead and not know it yet, but I haven’t heard any trumpets or angels singing so I’m going with it.
Each day for 3 days we had to make the long drive to the city to take Grace and Jacob to the festival, drop them off, come home, work all day then go back to get them late at night. How working mothers do it I will never know. My hat is off to you. I was so tired by Saturday afternoon that I though I might not make it to the finish line.
But then yesterday morning the sun broke through the clouds in the form of my very special, perfect, I-could-never-have-had-a-better-gift, project. James and the boys got out their tools and built me a small deck. Lemme ‘splain. No, lemme sum up.
When we added on the boys’ bathroom to the house I put in a door going outside so that the kids would have an easy way to go potty when they were playing. Great idea, right? Yes, except that in the 10 years since we built the bathroom the only way to actually get into that door was to perilously step onto these wobbly stones then climb the 8″ up to the threshold. I am not dramatizing it. I have fallen a couple of times and I dread when people come over and we’re showing them around and I have to shout, “Use that door at your own risk,” then ask them to sign a release so we don’t get sued.
So yesterday, for my birthday, my sweet husband led a team of less-than-qualified-helpers out to the yard and they build a deck. Oh the beauty! Now I can glide out the door like the princess that I am. No broken hips. No fear. Only joy and happiness.
And the best part is that they were able to build it completely with wood we already had. When I went out to see the finished product I said to James, “Do you mean to tell me that since it cost us nothing we could have had this deck years ago?” Yes Dorothy, you’ve had the power all along.
It was the best.gift.ever. A close second is the cotton candy maker that James also got me for my birthday. Don’t ask me why he did that. Between you and me it was an odd choice. But since he spent a whole day working outside and he gets a little cranky after that I am not going to ask. I’ll just sit on the deck passing out cotton candy to everyone because what else does one do when all of their dreams come true?
Despite film festival exhaustion and the fact that my new cotton candy machine didn’t come with any sugar…..I couldn’t have thought of a better way to spend the weekend.
Have a great week!