a really long post about not much of anything

So.

Tyler and I stayed up waaaay too late last night,

messing with house plans.

Once upon a time - we did that for fun.

For fun!

It isn't fun anymore.

In fact,

I kinda hate it ~ there's so much pressure now

to come up with the perfect plan.

And you can forget finding a plan online

or in a book that would be a good fit for us!
Anyways.

We were up past 2.

And still, I couldn't get to sleep for over an hour.

I couldn't take melatonin, since I wouldn't be getting 

anywhere near 8 hours of sleep.

Although, now I'm wondering - if I'd have taken a half a pill,

do you think maybe it would have only released for 4 hours??

I haven't been drinking coffee regularly lately;

just don't really want it most days.

But

seeing that I was short on sleep,

I figured I ought to make some this morning

and here is how my day started

once I finally drug myself out of bed:

Apparently, my coffee bag had a hole,

and as I filled my little pot, I dumped an equal amount....

I sent Tyler a text

'I hope this isn't indicative of my day'.

I'll spare you the details, but my next text to him

(sent an hour and a half later while at a red light, 

after sighting the train, after leaving the house late)

read:
Things are conspiring against me.

On the way to church, I realized that Lexi hadn't gone potty yet,

so I decided that everyone should go - for good measure -

and told the kids nobody was going potty during the service.

This was going to add several minutes...

After pottying, (what? that's not a word?)

we visited for a few minutes in the bathroom with a sweet gal,

and as we walked down the hall,

(finally - about 5 minutes late)

Lily says with a huge smile, 

while practicing her Fancy Nancy walking,

"Well, that was really fun, in the bathroom!"

We should get out more.

We got a little closer to the Gathering Area,

and I could see that there was some kind of celebration going on.

I was trying to remember if I knew what it might be

when I saw Grandma Bess!!

100 year old Grandma Bess!

I guess things weren't conspiring against me, after all.

(as a bonus - the kids were super during church. 

All of them. The entire service. 

Amen.)