And on and on it goes...

We had a pretty good weekend. Didn't leave the house at all except to go to church and lunch with the IL's. Steven didn't even do that - he was having some major sinus issues (YUCK!). In fact, on Saturday I will admit, I never got out of my jammies. I had not done that in a really long time.....it felt GREAT!!! I did a couple loads of laundry, the dishes, unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, read a book, played with Emma and believe it or not..........I actually cooked. Nothing fancy, but I did make dinner and dessert. (I even did it again Sunday night.) Emma did not sleep well at all Saturday night so her and I were up at 3:30 in the morning. Needless to say, once we got home from lunch, both of us crashed. I only slept a couple of hours, but Emma slept for almost FOUR hours!!

Now can anyone explain this to me..........I had to go to traffic school (yes....I got a ticket). It's not like they call you a couple of days before you are supposed to be there and tell you to show up on such and such a day for x number of hours. No...........they send you a letter weeks in advance telling you when, where and for how long. Well, originally I was going to go on a Saturday, but it conflicted with my nephews birthday party so I called to reschedule it. I decided that I didn't want to waste a weekend sitting in traffic school (yes.......I know I shouldn't go that fast), so I asked to reschedule it during the week. During all of this, Steven is constantly asking me if I got my letter yet and when am I scheduled to go. The letter comes fairly quickly........he was home and is actually the one that opened it. He gives it to me and I turn around and immediately put it on the calendar. You know, the one he has to walk by like 40 times a day going in and out of the kitchen. He tells me some other dates that he is going to be gone, but says that he will be home that day and I can work until it is time for me to go to traffic school (yes...........I will try to go slower from now on). So this past Friday, Steven tells me he is going to be gone Monday night. WHAT!!!! I kindly remind him that he can't be gone.........he tells me that he 'forgot' and it wasn't on his calendar. You have got to be kidding me! He can't reschedule it, so he leaves incredibly early yesterday morning and I pack up a bag for Emma and I take her to school and I go to work. I make sure I am in my vehicle at exactly 4:30 to go get her some dinner, pick her up from school and take her to Grandma's house. I have to say, I was incredibly grateful for the rain yesterday. Not only did we need it, but it meant that the kids could not play outside so she was actually clean!!!! (I really did not know how I was going to get her bathed, dried and get me to that class on time.) But, it all worked out and I got there a few minutes early. It was a really, really long night and by the time I got Emma picked up and got us home and unloaded it was almost 11:00 p.m. And do you think Emma slept all night..........NO! She woke up at three with her legs hurting again! It was almost five before she fell back to sleep. Needless to say, we overslept this morning..........oops! But.......................how on earth do men forget things like that. Before I got the letter he asked about it constantly. How hard is it to check a calendar that you walk by frequently to see what is going on in our lives? (Can you tell I am still a little frustrated!). All of it could have been avoided easily, if he had just checked the calendar in the house against his or checked with me before he scheduled an overnight trip. Anyway, it all worked out, I completed traffic school (yes.......I know I can't take it again for a year), I survived the crazy night and he got home and all is good again. But seriously....how :-) Hee Hee........wait until he finds out I am wanting to go on a scrapbooking retreat for 3 days this fall! Love you honey!