Thursday, February 17, 2011


Today was a crummy day.

What with having a head stuffed with cotton, a voice that sounded like Mickey Mouse, and being hit by a train or something during the night, I just didn't feel like doing anything.

The majority of the day was spent sitting on the couch reading and eating nutella and chocolate truffles.  Because I deserved it.  I felt awful and I just wanted to escape from life for a moment or until I could feel better.

Never a good idea when you have small children.  The poor things were left to fend for themselves.  For lunch Keith found the leftover oatmeal from breakfast, dumped the whole carton of milk into the pan and went to town.  Later, Faye found what he didn't eat and made a mess feeding herself.  Twice. 

The house started out clean this morning, but by mid afternoon it was a wreck.  A complete and utter disaster.

And the whole time I sat.  Eating, and feeling sorry for my sick self.  Justifying my actions because I don't feel well.

In my cloud of self pity, I was helping my niece with her awesome blog and checked mine as a reference.

And that is when my day turned around.  I saw I had a new follower!  Someone I didn't know.  Because I like to meet the people who take time out of their lives to read my ramblings, I clicked on the picture and went to her blog.  That is when everything changed.

She has me listed as her Inspiration.  Me!  Right next to Nie Nie.  I couldn't believe it.  I am so flattered.  I don't think I have ever been anyone's inspiration before.  Really.  And right then, my attitude changed.

So what if I am sick.  The house is a mess.

So what if I am sick.  The kids are running around naked (failed bath attempt).

So what if I am sick, I look like a wreck and Jeffrey will be home any minute.

So what if I am sick, I am somebody's inspiration, and I had better start deserving to be.

Not by sitting and feeling sorry for myself, but by living up to the person I know I can be.

I mustered my courage and energy and got working.  It didn't take much to rally the children's spirits, and soon, their bedroom was clean.  The hallway was clean, the living room was clean and the bathroom was clean.  I didn't dare attack the kitchen since they were so hungry and tired (no naps today).  I knew Jeffrey was bringing dinner home, so we went into the newly cleaned living room and plopped down on the couch and each other's laps.  We waited for him in the soft blue glow of the television because as awesome as I would have been to read to them, my voice couldn't handle it.

Jeffrey walked in the door moments later with burgers for the family, and a sundae for me.  Because that is his way of slaying the dragons and bringing the head back to the king.  Because he is marvelous and loves us.

So a day that could have been a complete waste ended up very nice.

All because of the beautiful Kaley for making my day, turning it around and helping me focus on more important things than my sick self.  Kaley, you are my hero.  Thank you.
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