I woke up this morning with a huge to-do list. What’s new, right? Right. Today was a little different though. On Saturday, we made a decision to use a tiny window of time we have this week to go on a college visit for Asa, our high school senior. Seeing as we ended soccer season yesterday and basketball season begins next week – this week is pretty much our only option. :)
So, we’re squeezing in the trip and making lots of last minute plans. If only it was as simple as packing a bag and gassing up the van. Nope. Our Azure Standard food co-op order will be coming in while we’re gone, so I needed to make arrangements for someone else to pick it up. What about our Tuesday farm-fresh milk pick-up? Justus desperately needed a hair cut. I had to update Asa’s high school transcript to take with us. I have an article due for our local newspaper. We needed to follow up with family members for sleeping arrangements while we’re traveling. What about making/packing food for the road? Writing and scheduling posts to go up while I’m away from the computer? Switching piano lesson day and time for Malachi? The list went on forever, and it needed to be completed by tonight.
My brain kicked into high gear the moment my feet hit the floor this morning. This means that I could have gone from peaceful sleep to freak-out mode in a matter of two minutes, especially when I walked into the kitchen and saw the undone dishes from yesterday (blech). Thankfully, after years of going about life the hard way, God is teaching me to do better. Never, ever does it work for me to fly into becoming a crazy mom/wife/blogger/friend/organizer/homemaker. That’s when I say hurtful words to my husband and kids, leaving God completely out of my day. So I did what I know to do now: I told my brain to hush.
My brain put up a bit of a fight, but prayer, my Bible, and a cup (okay fine, 2 cups) of coffee (with cream) won the battle. We got the boys started on their school work and kitchen clean-up, then started tackling all the phone calls and work that needed to be done. One thing at a time, tasks were checked off the to-do list.
By lunchtime, I was amazed at how much had come together even if (don’t tell) I still hadn’t made it back upstairs to get out of my pajamas yet. My work-from-home, school-from-home life is glamorous, no doubt.
I decided to make One-Hour Whole Wheat Yeast Rolls for travel sandwiches (easiest rolls ever!). Didn’t they turn out pretty?
I’m grateful for how details of our week came together. We’ll now be one more step closer to helping Asa find out God’s plan for him next year. And I didn’t even have to freak out to make it happen. God’s way is best – every single time.