This or That

Our home phone just rang.

Which means one of two things.

A candidate needs my vote or there is an important message from Beaufort county schools.

Today it was the latter.

And the important message was that tomorrow will not be the last day of school like we thought it was going to be.  Tropical storm Andrea is pushing her way through the area  tomorrow so our last day will now be on Monday.

I was instantly P.O.ed. 

But then I thought about it and realized that it really doesn't matter.

  It matters to the poor teachers who were so eagerly awaiting their summer break.  

It matters to the families who have vacations or camp planned (and who will take them anyway. Even I, Rule Follower McGee, would blow off that last day like it was my job.)

It matters to the families who have to take a day off of work or find help with their kids.

It matters to the kids (and their parents) who dread every minute of every day that they have to spend at school.

But (thankfully) none of these apply to us.

So I guess the long and short of it is that I just got out of sorts because I could.  

And I can't say that it was the first time this week. 

Or today.

So in an effort to survive this summer and mark off a few of the things our summer list that doesn't even exist yet....this mama needs to get her attitude in check.

Instead of...

AHHH!!!  Why does my car look like hobos live in it?

Why can't it be...

It'll take two minutes for the boys to undo this mess. At least it's not the Honey Mustard Spill of 2012. 

A birthday invite with the RSVP instructions inconveniently eaten by the dog?

Or

I'm so happy that people tie balloons to their mailboxes and... Finn gets to make it to his buddy's party this year.  He missed it last year and pouted for weeks. And conveniently reminded me that we missed the party on a regular basis.

Barely eaten food left for mom to clean up that also serves as an open ended invitation to the fruit flies that have recently taken up residence in our home?

Or

At least he ate the fruit and not the leftover Easter candy?

Instead of shuddering when just looking at the word "giblet" in a recipe why not celebrate the fact that I conquered not only reading the word, but actually removing the "giblets" without barfing.

Oh yeah...and the fact that my children had a healthy dinner to eat.

Spaghetti night clean up:

Unbelievably annoying or...

An opportunity to take a photo to tape to his baby book in the space that says something to the effect of "look at me! I was such a messy eater" 

I don't like those moments where my faults rear their ugly heads to the point where they cannot be ignored. Requiring some self reflection and horror of horrors...maybe even a little change.

Quite honestly I'd rather just not know about them.

Erring on the side of annoyed could make this summer really long and miserable. 

But since "summer" won't start until Monday, I guess I have a few days to figure it out. 

(I fell asleep while typing last night and watching What to Expect When You're Expecting- hilarious movie.)

Looks like God has a sense of humor...

It is cloudy. No rain. Might even be sunny. 

Here are my choices:

Idiot meteorologists and school board officials got it all wrong. We could be done with school today!

Or

Beach day?

Happy (almost) end of the school year everyone!  We can do this!