A Comedy of Errors

My life has turned into a comedy of errors. I mean, it has always been somewhat a comedy of errors but right when I was thinking we were in the clear the sky began to once again fall on top of us. In typical Roger and Jessica fashion all we can manage to do is laugh so hard we fall over into a puddle of tears.

There has been a lot of things going on but for this blog I am only going to focus on the past 5 days.

On Friday night we spent the night with my parents because we were in town for a conference. That night Anna refused to go to bed. She was too excited to see the grandparents and the puppies. That child is obsessed with dogs. Anyway, we finally got her in her bed around 2am. She literally crashed. One second she was jabbing away to me and the next she was asleep.

At 3am I woke up feeling like death and got really, really sick. The next morning Roger was suppose to go back to the conference so I was left alone with my sick self and two hyper active children on 5 acres. Exhausting.

On the drive back home, in the pouring rain, our power steering went out. Thank the Lord we were not on the interstate yet. That would have been HORRIBLE. We pulled over at a gas station and called for backup. My parents came to the rescue! Paul got upset so we got some food and had a "picnic in the car, in the pouring rain!!! It'll be so much fun Paul!!!" Then I explained that his uncle David was "a super hero that had a huge tow truck that would hook up to our car to take it to the shop " I then explained that Grandpa "would pick us up and drive us back home because he is AWESOME like that." His little eyes went from scared to really big and excited.

Monday morning Roger has to go to class so I was left at home without a car. Thankfully my stroller fitness class meets at the gym within walking distance of the house. However, it was raining. I toyed with the idea of not going but when faced with the realization that Roger wouldn't be home from class until 10pm, I bundled the kiddos up with blankets and umbrellas, threw my rain jacket over my spandex suit and took off in the freezing rain. It was cold, a little miserable but the rain on my face made me feel ALIVE!

This morning was the last straw. I about exploded. I'm actually surprised that my head didn't pop off. First, when I reached for the cereal in the cabinet I noticed a big hole chewed in the top. At first I thought it was hilarious that Anna would chew a hole in the cereal box, but then I noticed mouse poo. OH NO!!! There is a mouse in the house. Second, while I was in the middle of drying my hair, my hair dryer went out. It only blows cold air now. Don't you just hate that?? AAAH wet hair day!

Then on top of all that I just found out that my final exam in my Seminary class is a 14 page paper. It looks very practical and not too too hard, but when in the world am I going to do it? I thought about going away for the weekend, leaving the kids with Roger but then again Roger is trying to finish up his semester AND get a sermon together for Sunday. Hummmmmm Wonder how this is going to play out. I'm seeing some late nights, early mornings and lots of caffeine for the two of us.

So, needless to say, when Roger got home from class last night he immediately went to Ralley's and got us both a large order of french fry's (don't judge). We did the unthinkable; we snuggled in the bed, in our jammies and devoured every single fry before rolling over into a stress induced coma. We didn't even get up to brush our teeth (don't judge).