Most days I feel totally out of control and disorganized. Today was different. At least at first.
For one thing, Mike and I had a big date tonight. We planned to eat a crock pot dinner, and then, spend our date money on a movie. We have not been to the movie theater in years.
I was pumped.
I woke up early, exercised, and had the dishwasher emptied and breakfast loaded by 9:00 a.m. The kids and some of their playmates happily built towers in the other room while I hurried to finish as many infinite projects as possible – including filling the crock pot with our dinner.
By the afternoon, I had prepared for the big date – pressing my nice clothes, putting on fresh make-up, nail polish (a rarity), and preparing the diaper bag for the kids night out with some very special friends.
But as I waited for my husband to arrive home, I noticed that our house did not smell like spaghetti. I calmly approached the crockpot. And cringed. An electric surge had shut off the crock pot hours ago.
We did not have enough cash to buy dinner AND a movie. Suddenly, my super-momma pride was smashed. The only thing I had to accomplish today, I had not. No dinner. That means no movie. Ugh.
So, we tried to switch plans. We would go to out to dinner. Not as exciting but still good.
One problem. I had just found out that I am lactose and fructose intolerant. I hardly know what to fix at home. We didn’t know where to go dine – at the store, I can read ingredients but not at a restaurant. And 5:00 on a Friday night is not the prime time to ask a zillion questions.
So we spent an hour at walmart reading the back of frozen foods. Chinese food is apparently the only choice. By then, I was mad. We had made these perfect plans and then spent the majority of our date figuring out what “fast” dinner I was able to eat. So now, we had a crappy frozen dinner.
Then, we spent the next half hour searching for an available Redbox movie. I was still mad and frustrated..
But God knew what we needed despite our well made plans because it was the best date we had in a long time. Once we arrived home, my sweet husband made sure I de-stressed. He cooked our frozen dinners and gave me a shoulder massage. And we had the entire house to ourselves. We turned up the T.V. really loud and snuggled on the couch. I think we might just opt for this stress free version next time – even if we can afford a movie in the theater.
Next time, though, I will try to actually cook dinner.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights…….