Later that Day

It is nearly bedtime, and here I am finally sitting down to write. What a day.

I got Genius Golfer off to an out of state work assignment this morning. Actually he got up early and rive himself to the airport while I was too tired to get out of bed to do yoga, much less drive to the airport. Bad wife...

Then I drove kids to school. And without even a shower, yet. Yikes!

I don't remember what I did all morning. I am sure it was important. Geez, it took all morning.

I finally got a shower about 11 AM, and then I put on my walking shoes and headed out to a ceramics class about 25-30 minutes away, uphill from here. It has been a while since I have been out to run/walk/jog/pretend. I was winded much sooner than I expected. A couple of friends stopped me, as they were driving home, to make sure I hadn't hit my head so hard at some point today that I had lost my car someplace. Good friends.

With a cheerful friend, we got 7 ceramic temples cleaned and ready to fire--we make these for our young women who finish their YW Personal Progress goals. We have 15 to do. So we are halfway done with the first step.

Lucky for me, my cheerful friend drove me home, by way of a small errand at Walgreens. I was pooped.

Then I did some other very important stuff until the kids came home from school. Just don't know what it was. I told you, I was pooped.

Then we were off again, this time to the elementary school where The Boy volunteered at the Space Center, and The Girl is helping with rehearsals for the school play, and I got to listen to and judge about 6 kids perform their "Storytelling" pieces as we select a handful for their Storytelling assembly coming up soon.

Then came home and got dinner going, and some other very important stuff, to be sure, and then picked up The Girl--she took longer than we did--and finished dinner and got everyone to tonight's Young Women and Scout activities.

Whew. Some days are like this. And some days like this make me want to go to bed early.