Just Another Sunday

6:00 Alarm goes off, reminding me of Ward Council that Geoff is also going to.

6:10 Alarm reminding me again that I should get up and I am grateful I showered and styled my hair last night before bed....wonder if bedhead will ruin my plans...

6:20 Discuss with Geoff when he needs to get up and comment that this is the second day in a row that we are up before the girls. That is just wrong.

6:30 I really should get up.

6:40 This is the time that Geoff said he needs to get up. I wish at this moment that I had set my alarm for 6:40 so that this would be the time I would be waking up for the first time, allowing me another 40 precious minutes of sleep.

6:42 The girls come into our room. Now we really need to get up.

6:43 Geoff gets the girls waffles, I get my contacts on and start getting ready.

7:00 Everybody is almost ready.

7:15 We were suppose to be at friend Julie's house to drop off our girls and pick up her husband Jon for same said meeting. But we're not...

7:16 Anna starts throwing tantrum about shoes. Of course she does.

7:18 I take Maddie out to the car and clean out car a tiny bit so Jon has somewhat reasonable place to put his feet.

7:20 My body warns me that I will get vertigo in one minute. Of course it does.

7:22 I stumble into house sideways (my vertigo steers me to the left always), passing Geoff and Annalise who are coming out. I grab bowl to throw up in and migraine nasal spray.

7:24 Driving away, buckles on, Annalise crying still. I proceed to vomit while Geoff drives down the road. Annalise stops crying to listen to me heave.

7:26 Arrive at Julie's. Get out of car with bowl (thankful that I didn't have time for breakfast) and get Madeline out while Geoff gets Annalise out. Pass Julie by heading toward her bathroom explaining that I need to clean out my vomit and grateful that Julie is so low-key that she doesn't even flinch...but she knows I come with drama. It's a package deal.

7:28 Drive off for meeting, knowing we will be late, and also knowing I must get my sweaty head and face dry...panic a tiny bit because I don't have any napkins to do this. Grateful for the car's air in my face to dry me... Clean up mascara run that inevitably happens because of throwing up.

7:35 Arrive at meeting. Late. (I hate being late. Biggest pet peeve...next to bigotry.)

8:45 Meeting ends. Go get into car sans Geoff to pick up girls.

8:55 Arrive at Julie's. Get girls into car totally impressed by some chocolate waffle iron cookies that Julie made with the girls and putting a side note in my head to get recipe.

9:00 Stop by the house to get anti-nausea medication and enough adult baby aspirin to equal my neurologist's supplemental prescription (12 baby aspirin comes just a few mg under the Rx..close enough) when the spray just isn't enough.

9:10 Arrive just in time for church...to be late.

10:10 Discuss with Geoff that I would like to go home. Arrange it. Geoff drives me home. I check email for a few minutes (because my life depends on it...that is why I think I have the need to do this horrible time sucking ritual) and then go to sleep.

12:30 or so...Geoff arrives home with girls.

1:10 Dress for meeting with Beehive Presidency and head back to church.

1:40 At home in record time, grateful for the short meeting.

1:50 Lay back down in my bedroom and cuddle with Annalise for a few hours.

4:30 Write this.

I love Sundays. I am grateful that I didn't have vertigo or migraines during my play performances on Friday and Saturday night; I consider it a blessing to have had it this morning instead of those times. I love that I find humor through these migraines, often when I'm throwing up. I love that Heavenly Father makes us better at what we must go through in life. I am grateful that my parents taught me to go to church...no matter what. Life always feels better once I'm sitting in the chapel and taking the Sacrament. No matter what.

And I hope you find humor in this post and not pity...