The weekend didn’t go as I had planned. And because the weekend didn’t go as planned today isn’t going to either. What today was supposed to be like is going to be a little more rushed or a little more laid back. I haven’t decided. After all, it’s not quite 6 a.m. and I’ve only had one (massive) cup of coffee!
Saturday was our family dinner night but everything that could go wrong did go wrong.
Pete was feeling awful and so was Estrella. Andi had to work and wouldn’t make it on time or even close to on time. My friend Peg had a mini family crisis so we decided we’d get together sometime this week. Family dinner night turned into Mr. Comfortable and me and an 8+ pound pork shoulder.
I packed up a huge bag of the Sweet and Savory Pulled Pork for the kids. They also got a lot of potato salad, the buns for the sandwiches, and half the Orange Condensed Milk Cake. Just because there were some problems getting here didn’t mean they would be hungry at some point. Andi stopped by on her way home from work and picked everything up. At least we got to see her beautiful face!
Since the kids had food (as though they’d starve without our once a week dinners) I was ready to take on Sunday. I’d carefully planned exactly how the week would start. In fact, I’d planned the entire week. On Sunday I was going to make my meatless meal for the week.
But then the kids asked us to have dinner at their house. I loved having a day off from cooking but there went that part of my plan! And I’m nervous that the rest of the week is going to go astray from my carefully made plans!
Here’s what today was supposed to be like –
Since my farm days I’ve been an early riser. The plan was that I’d finish writing the post for the meatless meal by 6:30 a.m. and schedule it for a bit later this morning. Then I’d read some of the blogs I follow and respond to comments and emails. I was going to be a busy old lady before 8 a.m.!
But there was the pesky fact that I didn’t make the meatless meal. I thought about just writing about it but I don’t like food posts with no pictures and I thought you might not like them either. I couldn’t bring myself to bore you with 8 ounces of this and 1/2 cup of that with no pictures.
The plan, as originally conceived, was that after time on the computer I’d take the dogs outside; it would be light enough by that time. Then I’d feed them, wash the duck’s tub (and I can’t believe I’m now calling it “the duck’s tub!”) and feed those two. Next I’d feed the fish their last meal; the ducks will dine on the fish tonight – except Bruce Jr. Bruce will be with us until he gets so big he needs to live in the other tub.
After taking care of all the critters’ needs I planned to bake some hearth bread.
Two down on my list of goals and challenges, right? The meatless meal was supposed to be Sunday and baking was scheduled for Monday. The week has barely started and I’m already a day behind!
What’s a girl to do?
I was starting to panic. The sun hadn’t risen and I was already feeling stressed over my schedule. Then it occurred to me. The stress was of my own making because I’d decided I had to create and follow some insanely strict schedule for the day and the week. It’s not as though I have a boss who demands I get some report in by 9 o’clock sharp. Mr. Comfortable isn’t going to start hollering because I make a meatless meal tonight instead of last night. The only thing I really need to do is take care of the critters and if I suddenly decide to go back to bed Mr. C will do it all.
So what today was supposed to be like has turned into what today may be like. The baking may or may not happen today. I may or may not bake the hearth bread. It’s possible I’ll go hog-wild and bake something completely different. The meatless meal will happen tonight because it’s an easy recipe and, if I do bake, I won’t want to bother with a complicated dinner. What today was supposed to be like doesn’t have to be what I demanded of myself.
If I don’t post a meatless meal recipe on Monday it’s not going to rip the time/space continuum. And if I bake on Tuesday instead of Monday we’ll still have something home-baked this week. I may decide to plant new herbs today and play with the dogs outside. Maybe I’ll take a nap later. Who knows?
I’m turning everything over to God and we can talk over what is going to happen today. He’s a lot smarter and way more laid back than I am so I’ll just let him call the shots. Because what today was supposed to be like should really be what day He had planned for me.