Today started off to be an awesome day. A very inspiring day. My BFF Mandi sent me a great story (email me if you'd like to read it - it's too long to post here...), one of my favorite blogs (ZenHabits) had a great post today about inspirational videos, the devotional for today completely fit what I needed to hear (as it usually does), and I got to have a great conversation with above mentioned BFF, Mandi.
Then I got the phone call. Nothing incredibly serious or tragic, but devestating to me none the less. I was advised that due to lack of planning on my part I have to return to work a week earlier than I wanted. Moving my return date from 9/5 to 8/26. I thought with the second one it would be easier. We have a great daycare provider and I know my kids are loved and will be taken care of. It's just a week different than what I had planned. I'll return on Tuesday which means I'll work one day, then have the next two off (my schedule has me off on Wednesdays and Thursdays). But as I list all the reasons why this won't be so bad, all I can do is cry.
Looking for some peace on this situation...
- The sad, but still Mighty B
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