So today I wake up early, I have 3 hours to myself before I go to church at 11 and my husband is fast asleep. Yet I wake up to nightmare number one – a sick dog has left me a present by the back door ON MY BRAND NEW CARPET (was installed Wednesday so yes THAT new). UGH so first challenge of the morning to clean up dog poo off my new carpet. UGH
I survive that, dogs are fed and outside in their run for the day. Carpet has been steam cleaned and is looking no worse for the wear. It is Sunday and I still have two hours before church at 11. I get dressed and decide to do my nails, painting my toes and applying my new Jamberry wraps to my fingernails. Looking good. About 20 minutes to 11 and I’m ready to leave for church (5 miles away) and may even get there early for a change.
Last thing I do before I leave is be sure I have all vehicle keys. NOPE, truck keys are missing. I search for them, the counter, my purse, the pants I wore yesterday when I last had the keys. Not there. I wake my husband up, does he know where the keys are? He feigns innocence but by this time I’m pretty sure he has them somewhere. He is NOT allowed to drive and yet he wants to badly. I will NOT leave the house without both sets of keys in my possession because the last time I assumed I misplaced them he had them and went for a joyride.
I keep searching. His pants, his dresser drawers. Finally I find them in the drawer that I have NEVER and would NEVER put keys in. Of course he was hiding them. He still says he did not do it but of course he did.
By the time I find the keys it is 11:10 and I have missed church. I sit on my couch instead and pray for patience and kindness and gentleness and love. I pray for these things to overtake the anger and resentment and frustration. I better keep praying.