In an effort to be more positive, I will not tell you about my hour and a half long pediatrician’s appointment. Or how Manly cried from 2 pm until 1:30 am because of his 2-month shots. Or how a football game interfered with my personal time.
Instead, I want to tell you about my friends.
I have been excited for Monday since last week. I began planning out Monday’s schedule last Wednesday. Why was Monday so special? Monday marked the beginning of a new semester for Mr. B. It also meant a return to routines for me and the babies.
It was going to go perfect. I would get up at 5:30 to exercise, return home and shower, and blog before the kids and Mr. B. woke up.
Saturday changed those well designed plans. Saturday, I received a phone call from a familiar phone number I has previously lost.
“Hello?” I questioned.
“Is this Ambrosia?” the voice replied.
“Why, yes it is! And, is this J.?” I responded.
After a brief re-introduction to what was going on in our lives, she asked me a question.
“I am passing through your town and I was wondering if I could use your couch Sunday night.”
Without hesitation, I replied in the affirmative. Her visit wouldn’t be long. She would arrive Sunday evening and leave Monday by 9 am.
I quickly made some mental adjustments to my perfectly planned Monday. I would use the Queen’s naptime to blog.
It was wonderful to catch up with my old friend. We inquired after each of our children, giggled about old memories, mourned over mutual friend’s losses, and celebrated our individual accomplishments. The time passed too quickly and soon it was time for her to go. We said our good-byes and promised to keep in touch. And, we will.
While waiting at the aforementioned doctor’s appointment, I received another phone call from a friend. After hearing her apology for not returning my previous phone call, I quickly interjected. I told her I understood and asked if I could bring my crew over for lunch. She happily responded yes and we decided on a time.
During my visit with my friend, we discussed our situations. She and I had both of our babies within a month of each other. Thus, we discussed the joys and frustrations of having two children so close together. It was a nice reprieve from my daily life to sit and talk with a treasured friend.
When I returned home to my normal chaos, I was much more mentally prepared. The visits carried me through dinner preparations and the nightly clean-up. I reminded myself how lucky I am to have met and maintained friendships with these lovely ladies.
Yesterday, I did not keep to my well-laid out plans. I am glad. I needed that time with my friends.
In a completely unrelated topic, I am giving myself a blogging schedule. If I give myself certain assignments, I don’t feel as apprehensive about posting. Make sense? Thus, here is my tentative plans for this blog. This is subject to change based on crying babies, doctor appointments, sleeplessness, and, yes, friends.
Monday: Write (or not write) whatever is in my head.
Tuesday: Discuss research.
Wednesday: Write (or not write) whatever I want.
Thursday: Discuss research.
Friday: Write (or not write) my heart’s desires.
Saturday: Discuss social issues.
Sunday: Write something of a more spiritual nature.
I gave myself a pass on research today because I needed to write about yesterday.
How do your friends make your life better?
Do you make time to keep in touch with old friends?