No, this isn't a Garth Brooks song about getting caught cheating on someone during a lightning storm. It is about thunder, and not feeling well, and being ridiculously stubborn about doing what you planned any way.
Today, I had so much I wanted to do: Pick up my mat for my car. ( I spilled dutch oven contents on it the other night, and left it at a friends house to dry.) Go to softball practice, and go to ARP meeting.
that was my to do list, if you will.
What I have done: watch Kitchen nightmares and eat soup.
Yesterday I started feeling a cold coming on. I have hit it will all I have in the hopes it will go away. However, I had plans, so I was going to just keep going and do everything and not rest, because I did everything else you can for a cold and that's enough right? nope.
So what happened? God helped cancel my plans so I can stay home and rest.
How did he do that? Great giant rain/thunderstorm.
So, Softball got canceled, my mat is wet again, nick got scared. and I decided to stay home and rest so I can feel better. I still could have gone to ARP, and got everyone else sick. That would have been nice of me. Its OK, I went to work today. Its OK, I wore a scarf, took Zicam, Airborne, drank herbal tea, two litres of water, wore a good coat, and oh yeah, I went to work with wet hair. Oops.
but ultimately my dog who is now called Stormageddon, Dark Lord of All, or Stormy for short, was ironically, afraid of the storm. He needed me to stay home and comfort him while he trembled in fear and tried to hide in my armpit. Strange boy. Love him. Let the thunder roll. I'm just gonna rest.
Today, I had so much I wanted to do: Pick up my mat for my car. ( I spilled dutch oven contents on it the other night, and left it at a friends house to dry.) Go to softball practice, and go to ARP meeting.
that was my to do list, if you will.
What I have done: watch Kitchen nightmares and eat soup.
Yesterday I started feeling a cold coming on. I have hit it will all I have in the hopes it will go away. However, I had plans, so I was going to just keep going and do everything and not rest, because I did everything else you can for a cold and that's enough right? nope.
So what happened? God helped cancel my plans so I can stay home and rest.
How did he do that? Great giant rain/thunderstorm.
So, Softball got canceled, my mat is wet again, nick got scared. and I decided to stay home and rest so I can feel better. I still could have gone to ARP, and got everyone else sick. That would have been nice of me. Its OK, I went to work today. Its OK, I wore a scarf, took Zicam, Airborne, drank herbal tea, two litres of water, wore a good coat, and oh yeah, I went to work with wet hair. Oops.
but ultimately my dog who is now called Stormageddon, Dark Lord of All, or Stormy for short, was ironically, afraid of the storm. He needed me to stay home and comfort him while he trembled in fear and tried to hide in my armpit. Strange boy. Love him. Let the thunder roll. I'm just gonna rest.
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