This Is My Life Tonight.
It's 7:50 pm. In ten minutes the kids will come to my bedroom, and we will pile into the bed and watch "American Idol." We will cheer and laugh and criticize their outfits and hairdos. We will give the singers our own commentary and determine whether or not each one chose the right song.
When it's over, I will send them off to their respective bathrooms to brush their teeth and take care of their other evening customs. Then we will pray together before they fall into their normally deep and sound sleep.
Then I will settle into a short time of journaling, reading, final preparations for tomorrow's journaling class, and then I'll go to sleep. Alone.
Steve is away this week. Well, not exactly away. He's staying in a local hotel for the next few nights. No, we haven't officially separated. He's involved in a work-related conference that requires him to stay in a hotel with the rest of the team. (It's the same place I stayed in last year and wrote about on August 27, 2007: The Ballantyne Resort.) Less than ten minutes from home by car. On an ambitious morning, I could probably walk there. Anyway, he's seven minutes away. And I'm right here.
This is my life tonight.
Daniel is suffering with a cough and head cold. He's not feeling well at all. As evidence, he has asked to go to the doctor to have his achy left ear checked. Lisa Ottman knows first-hand that for Daniel to ask to go to the doctor, he must truly not feel well. So tomorrow morning I will call to see if Dr. Brockman can see him.
Kristiana has been a teenage girl today. Not disrespectful, not mean-spirited. Not uncooperative. No, none of those things. Just unsure of herself. A little sad. Morose, even. Perhaps it's hormonal. Perhaps it is just her being her: a teenage girl.
Me? I am feeling jittery, a little shaky, very much like everything and everyone is riding on me tonight. Final computer set-up issues - we got a new Dell computer tower yesterday. (As long as we have had computers in our family, I have been the one to set them up. Same with VCRs, DVD players, and all that sort of thing.) Dinner. Reading to and with the kids. Homework checks. Laundry folding (although Kristiana helped with some of that). Figuring out how I will juggle it all: getting her to her photography class by 8:30 am, then call the doctor, get him there, perhaps go see Katie at mid-day for half an hour of peaceful Lenten meditation at noon, and then get back to South Charlotte for the rest of our day. Did I mention that he wants to go to school anyway? There are classes he doesn't want to miss due to projects and assignments, but he wants to get his ear checked at some point in between those classes. Oh yeah - I teach my class tomorrow night.
This is my life tonight.
Tonight I wish I had 48 hours for this day.
Tonight I wish I didn't need to sleep.
So that I could get a lot more accomplished before morning.
But for now, I will go watch American Idol with the kids.
Journal during (and probably between) the commercial breaks.
Remember that this is my life tonight.
And give thanks. Anyway.
This is my life.
All shall be well.
All is well.