Messages from The Universe

Although I do my best to live in the moment, I have to confess that for about 7 years now, I've been secretly looking forward to the day when all the kids would be in school and I would have a few hours to myself on weekdays.  Perhaps it's not been a very secret desire, come to think of it.  I'm pretty sure every one of my friends knows how much I've been looking forward to this. In fact, every so often over the years I would entertain the idea of homeschooling the kids but then I would remember how much I was looking forward to those few hours of time to myself and that would instantly zap any such thoughts.

Last year was the magical year when Kardynn's time in preschool would overlap with Kiersten's time in Kindergarten. But The Universe has a sense of humor because, I suddenly found myself caring for a little one once again.  I'm actually very grateful for the time I got to spend watching my niece last year, but it was a funny turn of events all the same.  (On a side note, it made me realize how far we've come. Wow! Watching an infant is time intensive.  There's no easy slipping away to do things like...post on your blog.)  I still did get time to myself a couple of days every week but I just had one day of negative productivity thrown into the mix.

Time moved along and my niece switched to full-time daycare.  But by then summer had arrived and the house was once again a constant center of activity with everyone home from school.  But The Universe wasn't finished having a little fun at my expense. One week before school was to start up again, my husband started a new job...working from home.  "Seriously, Universe?!  Are you kidding me?" 

But that's okay because his being home didn't really interfere with what I wanted to do, which was to exercise. All summer I'd been looking forward to being able to exercise five mornings a week.

Two weeks after Kardynn started preschool I finally caved in and went to see a doctor about the pain in my heel.  At that point I'd been in constant pain for about 5 weeks.  And what happened with the doctor is hopefully The Universe's last little joke at my expense. I've been temporarily banned from all exercise while my foot heals from plantar fasciitis.  I supposed to run a half marathon on November 9 but I've finally accepted that it's not happening.

So this is a reminder that I'm not in control and that I have to go with the flow and roll with the punches as best I can...and that The Universe has a wicked sense of humor.