Outrageously Ordinary

After a wicked day at work, I came home to holes in the yard where new bulbs were planted over the weekend (rabbits), a freezer left open allowing everything in it to melt, a dog crate full of accidents, and to top it all off I had to wave goodbye to my babies as they left for the night.

Not my best day.

I needed to go brainless for a while.  I put on comfy clothes, poured a glass of dinner and laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the calm after the storm.

But all I saw was the dust on the fan blades.  No answers there, only more chores.

I reached for the Burt’s Bees I keep on my night stand but it wasn’t there.  I halfheartedly looked but gave up to get another tube from my purse.  I say purse loosely because it’s the size of the bag Mary Poppins kept her lamps in.

I’m digging… digging… can’t find it.  Cussing… cussing… can’t find it.

In a wave of pure frustration, I dumped the whole bag on my bed.  Found it.

But now I’ve got a hot mess and since I’m the mess maker, I start cleaning it up.  Wallet. Keep.  Happy meal toy.  Toss.  Ray Bans.  Keep.  50 Shades Darker ticket.  Toss.  And so began the archaeological dig of the last month’s events.

But at the bottom of the pile, I found a note that made me forget all the fuss and frustrations…

Because I am loved.

#ImLoveingYouMore

#YouThoughtTheTitleHadATypo

#KidsGiveGoodHugsOnBadDays