From One extreme to Another

You ever have one of those days you think..."Could this day get any worse?"

It was like a game of 52 card pick up...my morning was scattered chaos.

The weight of the world lurked behind me as I was struggling to remain calm and anxiety free. Today was my opening morning to submit my registration for the Boston Marathon.  Aside from the pressure of just "getting in" I was clueless how I was going to have time to fill out the registration and submit it with my booked solid day.

But my morning was hijacked by a 10 year old. It went to hell in a hand basket. Alec was struggling finding something to wear for school which was running us behind. As I desperately tried to stay in control of myself I couldn't pick the pieces up fast enough. With Alecs bad attitude every room he was in he left an emotional masterpiece.
Stay CALM, Breathe
As we ran to the car in the rain I discovered not only were all the windows open but so was the sunroof. I felt like "NEMO" driving them to school. The cup holders were full of rain water, the seats were a slip and slide and the seat pockets were filled to the brim with more rain.
Stay CALM. Breathe.
Austin was so sweet, he actually helped pack Alecs lunch and off we went. Only we got half way to school and Alec says "Mom, I forgot my backpack."  Trying not to go postal I said "Sorry buddy, You are going to have to have missing assignments, I do not have time to go back home, I CAN NOT be LATE, I am Booked solid all day." And then to add insult to injury, Alec replied "It had my lunch in it too."
Stay CALM. Breathe.
I dropped Austin off and took Alec back home to get his back pack and lunch. Thankfully we leave early enough I had enough time to do this. But I was not a happy camper. Remember ..I am Mexican and being a hot head is woven in my fabric..But I was trying to remain calm and not add anymore damage to the chaotic morning.
The ride into work was calming. I prayed and took deep Breaths.

2 Samuel 16:12 It may be that the LORD will see my distress and repay me with good for the cursing I am receiving today."

As I pulled into the parking lot and grabbed my things I noticed poor Austin forgot his lunch. All the good he tried to do and HE forgot his lunch.

I was so pleased to see "ANGIE" not busy when I arrived at  work. I had written down all my information to register for the Boston Marathon and with the biggest puppy dog eyes and the most pathetic look I could come up with I asked her if at 10am she would submit my entry. I don't think I had to try to hard to look pathetic after the morning I had but whatever it was she said "Yes".  She was going around telling everyone she was registering for the Boston Marathon and never ran that hard!

My day slowly started recovering. Till I got a PHONE Call from Andy at 4:30pm. "Anita, have you checked your text messages? I sent you something." I replied, "Oh no, What did Sheba get into?" I knew he had sent me a picture of something that nutty dog had gotten into while we were at work. 

"Well, just go check it" Andy asked. I stepped away from the phone and went to my station to grab my phone. I put Andy back to my ear as I was scrolling through my unchecked text messaged. I was getting a little anxious  but suddenly in front of everyone started screaming. "AHH, I got IN, This is my ACCEPTANCE letter!"  I was jumping up and down with excitement. 

GOD IS SOO GOOD...I am SOOO THANKFUL. 

Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever.Psalms 136:1

Dear Anita M Harless,

This is to notify you that your entry into the 117th Boston Marathon on Monday, April 15, 2013 has been accepted, provided that the information you submitted is accurate.

A Confirmation of Acceptance card will soon be mailed to you via US Postal Service mail.

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Never put a Period where there should be a COMMA. Even though my morning was a hot mess it was not the end all. I had a incredible day. Every hour of my day was filled with a person, a moment, or an object of greatness. It got better, I recovered..and came out feeling like a 10!


BOSTON Marathon...Till we meet again..Thank you for having me back!!
Anita