I have been wanting to share with you all our misadventures lol. With getting our tiny home in order, figuring out so many little details, having to troubleshoot some issues, and fixing huge mistakes, it has been difficult to share with you our 3rd week of RV’ing.
Today was a day, you just gotta laugh. Why? Because if you don’t…..the bottled up pressures can cause a soul to combust! And I’m kind of tired of combusting. Where is the fun in that? We can make others miserable, and compound the already tough situations.
So let me just tell you.
DEPENDS WHERE ARE YOU? (And I mean the kind you buy at the store)
As some of you might know my love for kids and homeschool families morphed into a bonafide business.
Last week I had a Gloriously Grinchy field trip planned to The Grinch That Stole Christmas Musical at Balboa park. All of us (well some of us – because I can’t find my nice clothes) dressed to the nine’s, and were laughing and smiling and waiting to enter the theater when………families start to tell me they are being turned away! YES! You heard me! I got the wrong date!!!! I have never felt so mortified and ashamed in all my life. Children and moms, along with dads, dressed for a family date; and now they have to leave. (Seriously, even thinking about it now – I’m getting teary eyed.) Needless to say mid through my conversation with an obviously unhappy family, the dam broke. Yup! After being strong and moving forward with everything that has been happening, I could no longer control my tears. I wanted to crawl into a cave, and say goodbye to the world. But I couldn’t. I had to own up to my mistake, and make it right. Families – you know who you are and I am SOOOOOO SORRRRY! I honestly wish I had some Depends behind my tear ducts that could have soaked up all the tears. I am still recovering from the trauma.
Yet, I am so glad that my identity doesn’t depend on how perfect I am. I’m learning to apply grace to myself, and know that I will laugh about this one day; knowing that my Father loves me no matter what.
STOP PEEING IN YOUR PANTS!
I don’t want to embarrass any of my kiddos, if they happen to read this when they are older. So my dear child: I hope you got your fluids under control! lol
WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS
Today it rained for most of the day. We had 1 sick child and had to deal with the drama of that. It was quite hilarious my husband and I yelling at each other as if we were sailors in a storm trying to batten down the hatches! Ok! you take this box outside! I’ll clean up this mess here! Oh no! Let me shower them! Here take the towel! Don’t step there you’re going to get vomit on your socks!
Then, we had a electrical outage and and having looked over every fuse, and then being perfectly ok, we realized all we needed to do was reset the GFI outlet. Duh.
LAUGH UNTIL YOU PEE YOUR PANTS
As in the wise words of Gene Kelly, “Gotta Laugh”. There is a proverb that says, “Laughter does good like medicine.” Proverbs 17:22. Laughter is one way we triumph over our enemies. Laughter is a way we can tell our soul….”It is well”. Laughter is a form of joy. And again the lesson is…..JOY.IS.A.CHOICE.
Maybe you are like me, and have endured a season of disappointments, discouragements, and disgruntles. Maybe the hopes were dashed for a time. Maybe the dreams got setback for a bit. But it doesn’t mean your time is not coming! Let’s keep the hope alive! We can do it one laughter at a time…..and work up to the point where you pee your pants. Alright, maybe not literally. But it can happen. lol. Especially after popping out a few youngins!
Grace, peace, love, and laughter!
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