A day

Yesterday I had "a day". I hate to say a bad day because that implies something tragic happened and nothing, in the big scheme of things, tragic happened. The past couple of weeks have been a struggle. I am at a fork in the road in my career and can not decide what I want to do. I always know what I want to do so this has been a huge struggle for me, because in this case, I have no clue. Anyway, back to my day. Meg's birthday is Monday and we are having her birthday party Sunday afternoon. Those of you who know me well know that I get a little out of control when it comes to birthday parties. I love them, I love planning them, baking for them, decorating for them, everything. I have often considered starting my own business on the side where I would plan kids (or adults) birthday parties - from invitations to decorations to the cake. I just think it is so fun to celebrate every year of your child's life and to share that with family and friends. I found this fabulous company called Gaddie and Tood. She has precious, and I mean insanely precious, stuff that I would so do myself if I wasn't working full-time and had more free time. So I ordered some stuff for Meg's party. Robin, the owner, made the stuff, posted pictures on her blog and then mailed it to me. The problem is, I never got the stuff. I don't know what happened to it but I haven't gotten it. Not the end of the world but a dissapointment to say the least. So last night I was cooking supper and Andy and I were discussing theories about what could have happened to the package and Wenn said "Mommy and Daddy come look at my playroom". Wenn had cleaned her whole playroom by herself. We never asked her to, she just did it and it really was clean. I almost started crying. She is such a sweet child and it was if she knew that I had had "a day". I am thankful for my wonderful family and that tomorrow is another day. God is good - if only He would send me a sign about the fork in the road!