Rumpled Cape

My superwoman cape is feeling particularly rumpled.

This weekend I prepared a full on big deal meal for company who did not arrive, through no fault of their own.

I have mountain on my desk...at least I am assuming that is my desk.

Of course, we will not be talking about my laundry (although the hamper is not quite full) or my ironing (2 shirts...just don't ask how long they have been waiting).

I was supposed to research something, but cannot remember what.

It is time to pull out the summer garden and plant the winter garden...we are trying 2 kinds of peas, 2 kinds of carrots and cilantro this year, plus the citrus is ripening.

I went to buy lavender for a corner of our yard and came home instead with poppy and pansy seeds, selected by a 4 year old.

There are a couple fall crafting ideas we would like to do this year, and I just cannot seem to get them organized...even though I have all the supplies.

My brain feels numb as I think about Miss Pear's pediatric cardiologist appointment on Thursday. It alternately runs through fears open heart surgery this year and fears of waiting again and fleeting glimpses at thoughts of what if it has been healed miraculously? (I know that God still preforms miracles, but I just don't know if her miracle is going to be in the form of the growth disappearing or if it will be in the miracle of what the surgery is.)

My plate is not full, it is overflowing and running off the table and onto the floor. Mainly because my brain needs to reboot and I cannot find the button.

Surely I am not the only one!

So I think I will go get a little one up from her nap as I think she is waking up, then start supper and read lots of picture books. It might not fix all the stuff, but it sure will make me feel better.

Oh yeah, and I am planning another special supper just in case Saturday's company can somehow squeeze in supper with us tonight. It is a long shot, but just in case, I wanted to be ready.