This morning I’m drinking my coffee and wondering what the day holds. I guess there’s only one way to find out.

I wrote some of my thoughts in an e-mail to my aunt, and rather than retyping it here, I’ll just copy it so you can eavesdrop on my note to her.

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I’m hoping today doesn’t hold any great interesting surprises. I’ve had enough for now. I know I must be at the end of my rope, because last night when Michael headed out to the store I asked him to grab something to serve for breakfast this morning. I was in bed when he got home, so this morning I checked out the grocery bags that included three boxes of sugary cereal and four boxes of PopTarts. Not only were the bags filled with useless calories, but they are all name brand rather than store brand which means they were probably twice as expensive. I unpacked the bags, stacked the boxes on the counter and thought to myself, “That’s nice. I’ll start with a PopTart.”

And even more amazing… as the kids are waking up I’m just nodding and agreeing that yes they may have some of the goodies for breakfast. Usually I stand over them regulating every crumb, measuring cereal into bowls and putting great restrictions on everything. Not so this morning. I have no idea what they’ve eaten or how much milk they’ve used.

Maybe after a second cup of coffee I’ll come to my senses.

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Thank you to everyone for your sympathies to Laura this week. I’ve showed her each comment and she has been encouraged. She seems to be recovering pretty well, though yesterday when she buried Tangle she again cried and mourned her friend.

Maybe today will be a good day!