I knew today was going to be crazy and I wasn’t really sure if I was going to pull it off, but I was willing to give it a shot.
First the best: today I met Heather Bailey! Wow. I attended part of the Touchpoint Conference for women. Part of me felt so out of place among well-heeled business women and the other part of me felt motivated just being with them. Heather’s presentation was so inspirational. I promise a near-future post on that subject. I also briefly met in person other bloggers I’ve enjoyed for sometime: Pamela, Marie, Sarah Jane, and Allison (who was Guest-Mom-ing at Design Mom this week.) I am always amazed at how fun it is to meet other bloggers in real life and how genuine and great they are. Especially when I feel like such a stalker/wannabe.
(And because I was rushing in and out, I didn’t get any pictures. Plus I still feel a little tacky whipping out a camera sometimes. So I have no proof. Hopefully you don’t think I’m just making all this up.)
From there I frantically rushed to get my 5-year-old to Kindergarten and then swing by the garden quilt show that my mom’s quilt group was hosting in the same area. [Teaser photo above and more to come.] And following that I was off to close on our house! Life was crazy but I was feeling good.
Then my husband called. The lady in charge of processing our loan with the lender (the one who just went out of town recently and didn’t pass our file on to anyone else while she was gone!) had neglected a disclosure document that needed to be signed (and could have been done weeks ago) with mandatory 4 DAY waiting period attached before we can close. So we can’t sign papers until next Wednesday. Which means rescheduling everything AGAIN. [I felt like such a heel calling the carpet installers. Again. Now we either postpone 2 weeks or move into only half the house.] I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. Goal line yanked AGAIN. (Sorry, I feel like such a drama queen.)
Well, my wise husband decided it was a night for getting take out from Costa Vida (a rare treat) and heading up to a park on the river in Provo Canyon. I was feeling so discouraged and frustrated but as I sat there watching my happy kids playing I started thinking about a recent post by Nie going up that same canyon and suddenly all my pathetic little woes were put in perspective.
And now I’m going to go do something I haven’t done in too long: Sew.
Best therapy I have.