Tough Days Are Awesome!
September 16th, 2011
So this morning is a tough one. My wife had an early morning exam for her nursing certificate. But we all woke up late and we left knowing that we’ll barely get there in time or very possibly miss her exam altogether. As we were on our way, hitting the Seattle traffic and realizing that our destination was further than we originally anticipated, I could feel my stress level rising. It was almost unbearable and it took a lot of will power to keep from exploding. The kids were cranky and with a lot of other things on my mind, for example sermons to finish, emails to write back, and people to talk to… it was almost too much. Stress turned into anger. It was even more stressful to know that if she was late for her exam, we’d have to pay more money to set up this exam again. It’s been a tough morning.
We got to the exam location a few minutes late. After we dropped my wife off, I waited for her to text me back to see if she was okay to take the exam, but I received no text. So I waited with the kids crying all the more loudly another 15 minutes before I decided that she’s probably okay and that she went right into her exams. As we were heading back home, the kids were crying, the GPS took us on a round-about route which took longer, and still with my mind filled with a whole list of things to do later today. My stress and anger level was hitting the ceiling. On the way home, my dad called and complained that his television wasn’t working, but I had no idea what he was talking about. After all, I was trying to drive home, the kids were crying, and I couldn’t see for myself what he was seeing on the television screen. So I told him that I couldn’t help him right then and there. I finally get home and get the kids fed and happy. So I call my dad back only to get no answer. I know he’s there but just doesn’t want to pick up the phone because he’s mad. And now, I’m mad that he’s mad! Unbelievable morning! Not the best way to start off the day.
