When You Think...

... you have everything in control, everything takes a spiral downturn.
... things seem to go according to plan, things unfold the way you least expect them to.
... this could probably be the day you've been waiting for, the day turns out to be a nightmare.
... your dreams are almost within your reach, the dreams fade and become a harsh reality.
... you feel you're on top of the world, you suddenly find yourself in a bottomless pit.

What do you do?

I am probably in my most trying time at this point. I have never felt so blessed yet so challenged in my entire life. I constantly find myself introspecting and asking, what has gone wrong. I may get out of this sooner than later, but God, in His infinite wisdom, only knows.

I hope to find myself blogging soon about the resolution of this "battle". Yup, into every life, a little rain must fall...

Send your prayers my way and wish me luck.

Working Overtime

Scenario: 430 PM, Matt calls me to say he and Kyle are ready to be picked up. Yay, early knock-off for me! I get a mental picture of me in the house relaxing with my 3 boys while cuddling the youngest one. Then, still on the call, Matt says he needs to print something for his Science lab report. Tap, tap, tap, click and zip. I finish my work, send the last few emails and sign-off from Adium/Yahoo at 500 PM. That's it for today's office work.

Fast-forward: By 630PM, I look harassed as I lug all of my things to the vehicle. I drive out of the muddy tract of lot we call car park and speed towards the road to school at rush hour. I get to my boys at 715PM. Gee whiz! Where did 500 - 630 PM go???

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Rewind to 500PM. Matt tells me he needs to print something for school. I tell him give me the format and I'll do it (cursing under my breath why this homework is so "last-minute"). I wait. He sends a message. I check the SMS for the format as I type on my Mac. Ok. Type school, font size 18, bold, centered... 11 spaces down.... Type Submitted to:...by:.... 11 spaces down.... date.... Then click print. Oh, dang no paper! I load a fresh sheet of long bond paper. Print. Ok make that 2 copies for good measure. Yay me. Now I'm really off.

I get ready to fix my things together with Matt's sheet when I see the ad Kyle is supposed to submit the following day. Huh? This too? Conspiracy! Heck, what is a mother to do? I type the ad, paste the image of a 3G phone, cover the brand and paste on it Kyle's chosen brand name: Avatar (I half-expected him to say "Dota" as his choice. Hahaha!). Write a short ad on its "advanced features". Measure, cut, paste, print, paste. Done. I look at the time: Ack! 625PM!

I should charge my boys some overtime pay!


Matt and Kyle