For reals, I can’t believe it’s only day 5 of October. And a crummy day it’s been.
It started with an email from Google saying I’d better get my site moved over to HTTPS or be banned and lost forever in the WWW – of course, by changing to HTTPS all your links, etc will be changed so there was that stress. ????
* For the record, I’d procrastinated because I wasn’t sure how to do any of this – and I tend to procrastinate when I don’t know how to do something – the tech side of blogging kinda stresses me out.
But then there was an app for that and we’re back up and running. But if you do happen upon a bad link I’d love to know about it. Oh yeah – Days 1 – Day 4 emails probably won’t link properly – so there’s that too ????. If you’ve missed a day you can catch up here.
And then my expectations weren’t met at work ????
** of course, no one really knew the expectations…they were still in my head…safe and sound.
And then my beautiful firstborn turns 21 on Sunday. I send him a text asking if I can come visit him…and I get an “Um, no, see you NEXT weekend mom.” ????
*** Sure, I get it’s his 21st but I was there in the beginning
And then I showed up at the wrong location for my mammogram…necessitating a mad rush down the Grand Parkway…except there’s never a mad rush down the Grand Parkway…unless it’s 2a. ????
**** and it was a mammogram – do I need to say any more about THAT?
And then finally I get some other test results back from my doctor with a cheery “everything looks good” in the notes but when I looked them over there was an abnormal result…all highlighted in yellow ????…and of course, as of this writing, I can’t get them to call me back.????
***** and you know I went to the google to diagnose myself.
But then, as I debated what to write today, Hootie and the Blowfish come on the ol‘ Spotify. I haven’t heard them in a long time and I was overcome with pleasant nostalgia…the song took me back to 24 or so, newly married, starting out…all the feels.
And as my mind slowed and the eyes stopped rolling I was struck by a particular set of words…
Want you to hold my hand
(Hold my hand)
I’ll take you to a place
Where you can be
(Hold my hand)
Anything you wanna be because
I wanna love you the best that
The best that I can
In particular the “I wanna love you the best that…the best that I can”
And I just stopped. I don’t wanna be a crazy eye rolling lady – everything that has happened today is minutiae…I’m already shaking my head at myself for losing my cool. The beauty of loving God the best we can is that despite eye-rolling days he’s still totally got my back.
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