This morning was Monday from the moment my alarm went off….for the THIRD time. I had set it for 5am to get up and run, which I cancelled the second it started beeping. Then, when my back-up alarm went off at 6am, I hit snooze. Which I NEVER do. I am not one of those people who set the alarm early so that I have time to snooze it–I set it for the exact time that I have to get up. When my alarm went off again 10 minutes later, I flew out of bed and into the shower.
As we were walking out the door, I thought to myself that the girls and I all three looked like hot messes. I was a slacker last night and didn’t lay out clothes for any of us, so I had to throw something together this morning. K’s hair was a mess and I didn’t have time to curl it, so I pulled it up into a quick ponytail. But then, in my hurry, I put too much hairspray on it so it looked like a slicked-down mess.
We all three piled in the car, and took a collective sigh….we should make it to school at exactly 7:35–I HAVE to be there by 7:40. As the garage door was slowly lowering, I remembered that K had a field trip to the high school today to make gingerbread houses. Which means lots of pictures. And she looks like a hot mess. I frantically ran back into the house to grab a Christmas shirt and the curling iron and ran back out. This time, we made it to the entrance of our subdivision before K reminds me that she is supposed to have a sack lunch. Throw the car in reverse, run back in for the SECOND time, grab a cheese pizza Lunchable. FINALLY, we are on our way.
I’m proud to say that I squeeled in on two wheels pulled in the parking lot at exactly 7:39. (One of the benefits of living close to school!) Once we were there, I curled K’s hair in about 2.5 minutes, changed her clothes, and told her she was beautiful. Because she is, even if she had been dressed like a hot mess. =)
The rest of our day went well. L had a great day and K had lots of fun making a gingerbread house with her pen pal. The pals even made special pillows for their “littles”.
After school, we ran some quick errands, had a very nutritious Taco Bell for supper (<–Libby’s pick!), then went to watch my cousin be crowned homecoming queen at her school’s basketball game. She has come so far, with so little, and I am SO VERY proud of her! We love you, Hannah!
All in all, it was a great day. So the motto of this story? Even if your day starts out as a hot mess, you can turn it into something great.
What is your least favorite day of the week?
Do YOU ever have a morning where you just need a do-over?
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