WOW....WHAT A RIDE! This week has been a crazy rollercoaster and has convinced me that I am absolutely a Type A personality. I never realized just how much I favor organization and a schedule until this week. I went through a rollercoaster of feelings from day to day. Let me explain....
SUNDAY - feeling of the day: crafty
So for some reason last Sunday I had the urge to be crafty. I'm invited to a couple of baby showers and was tired of giving the same ol' gifts, so I decided to try my hand at making diaper cakes. Not too shabby, if I may say so myself! Here are the two that I have completed thus far...
Overall I thought this was not a bad start to my week.
MONDAY - feeling of the day: organized
On Monday I had my schedule for the whole week all worked out. I'd work Monday-Thursday, Ryan and I would travel to Corpus Christi on Thursday night, we'd stay there Friday night and head back to LaGrange Saturday evening. For those of you who don't know, I am currently working on my Bachelor's in Nursing degree in a self-paced, online program through Texas A&M Corpus Christi. The only thing standing between me and starting my clinicals is a quick trip to Corpus to meet with my instructor to a) do a medication administration check-off and b) do a head-to-toe health assessment on an adult "patient" (Ryan) from memory and complete the appropriate documentation afterwards. I've been nervous and anxious about the assessment for weeks, but finally I was feeling like I was prepared. So on Friday I'd do the medication check-off and have some practice time in the lab with my instructor on other nursing skills. Saturday morning we'd go up to the school and complete the assessment with documentation and get back on the road and be back in LaGrange by dinnertime.
Enter Hurricane Ike.
TUESDAY - feeling of the day: anxious
Tuesday started with me watching pretty much every single online news outlet and getting all of their predictions on what Hurricane Ike was going to do. They all agreed. Ike was heading straight for Corpus, but shouldn't get there until early Saturday morning. But wait, I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN CORPUS EARLY SATURDAY MORNING. dammit. what now? several emails and phone calls later, me and my advisor decide that we can cram everything we need to do into one day. So Ryan and I will travel to Corpus Wednesday night, do my thing Thursday, and get out of town Thursday night while Ike is still out in the gulf, slowly churning towards land. Disaster averted.
WEDNESDAY - feeling of the day: pissed off
Still checking radar and various weather outlets frequently. Ike is not turning. Ike is strengthening. And still on course for Corpus. They are predicting a bad, bad storm. Yikes, should I reschedule my trip? I DON'T WANT TO RESCHEDULE MY TRIP! I WANT TO GET THIS MESS OVER WITH ALREADY SO I CAN START MY CLINICALS! Later in the morning I get an email from my advisor..."Sarah, I think we'd better reschedule. This looks too serious to mess with." Well sonofa....doesn't this beast of nature know that I FAVOR ORGANIZATION AND STRUCTURE??? Ok fine, he wins. I'll reschedule. I reschedule for this coming week Wednesday. We will travel to Corpus Tuesday night, do my thing all day Wednesday, and head back Wednesday night. YIPPEE!! MORE TIME TO GET ANXIOUS AND FREAK OUT AND WONDER IF I'M PREPARED! I LOVE MOTHER NATURE! To put it bluntly...Mother Nature, you are a b#*ch.
THURSDAY - feeling of the day: worried
Weather man said on Wednesday night that if Ike stayed on his current course the eye could be expected to pass directly over LaGrange Saturday afternoon. WHAT?!?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? A category 1 hurricane directly over my house. Neat. What else yet?? I call my mom and ask if I should be joining the rest of the crazies at the store stocking up on bottled water, flashlights, batteries and canned meat. She assures me that this storm is going to turn - they always do. I'm reluctant to believe her, but I do anyway. She's always right, after all. Yet still, I have an uneasy feeling the entire day. My house has flooded before, and it didn't take a hurricane to do it. I decide to just put batteries in the flashlights I have and finally take the weather radio I won in a raffle out of the box and put some batteries in it too. Bring it on Ike.
FRIDAY - feeling of the day: disappointed
I check the news outlets Friday morning to find out that Ike has, of course, changed his path. He's now headed straight for Galveston and Houston. But LaGrange is still predicted to get some tropical storm force winds and 2-4 inches of rain. Ok, that's fine. I'll take your wind and your rain. But did you have to prematurely ruin my trip to Corpus? Ryan and I end the night battening down the hatches and put Parker in bed with us just incase things turn ugly.
SATURDAY - feeling of the day: disbelief
Ryan and I wake up Saturday morning and look outside to see what kind of devastation we have been handed. And we see...NOTHING. NOT A DAMN THING. the ground is dry and there is a balmy breeze a blowin. That's all. Later in the day we get 10 sprinkles of rain and then the humidity jumps to at least 250% and the temperature soars to upwards of 160 degrees. Or so it seems. All of this preparation and anxiety and this is all we get. Ike....I HATE YOU.
SUNDAY - feelings of the day: lazy and forgetful
Parker and I went to lunch with my mom and stepdad and Heather, Russell and Landon. As we finish our meal I realize that I cannot find my keys. They are nowhere. We check and double-check the diaperbag, my pockets, the table, the car seat, the floor. They are nowhere to be found. I KNOW I brought them in with me - I had them in my pocket. and now they are gone. isn't that special? I go to the counter to ask if anyone has turned in a set of keys and I see them laying there. So i grab 'em and make sure they are to my car. They are. apparently they fell out of my pocket at some point. Finally we can leave. We go back to my mom's and spend a lazy afternoon watching a movie. Then we come home and are hanging out outside when Ryan's dad calls. "Just wondering if y'all are coming over here"..."over where?"..."To Katie's for Brynn's birthday party." CRAP!!! I TOTALLY FORGOT! I'm tellin' ya, if there is not an invitation hanging on my fridge i'm not going to remember the event. We throw together a diaper bag and i throw my hair in a cap (I look like total poop at this point) and we head to the party. We stay for a little over an hour before heading home to give parker his bath and get him to bed. Bathtime is always exciting in our house. Parker LOVES to make a mess. Here's some proof (this is NOT kiddie porn...please don't turn me in)
So here we are...ready to start another week...I think. This week I'll be praying for the strength to get through my Corpus stuff without going insane, and for all of those people who didn't fare so well with Hurricane Ike. Hope you'll be doing the same.
Until next time,
Sarah
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2 comments:
Thats Funny! I finally got a pretty cute video of Ella in the tub that I was planning to use on my next post. Of course she is nowhere near as wild as chunky monkey! He definitley has the splashing thing down!
Hey girl! Parker is SOOO cute! I havn't seen him in person in such a long time and boy has he grown up! I love your diaper cakes, I think you did an awesome job! Hope things are great with you and your fam!
~Chelsea
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