I went to church at the old church tonight, since my kids are involved in the Christmas program there. I found out that one of my classmates has MS, and another classmate’s mother died this week.
I also heard the new preacher, and he’s very good. Sometime this week, I need to get a lesson ready for 3-6 year olds at the new church, in case we have any next Sunday morning.
And my house is completely trashed, because not much has been done to it today. All the clothes are still sitting there, and the kitchen is a wreck from lack of attention.
And while my husband was doing who knows what, my 5 year old cut my pump tubing today. With the exception of item 2 on this list, sometimes I really hate my whole freaking life.