Friday "Upset"

Remembering playing Fruit Basket Upset? Last Friday I felt like all my plans fell into that basket.

On Thursday, we took my mom to the airport to head back home and it was time to get back into our normal routine. That evening I went to bed with a mental checklist of what I wanted see to accomplished today. Things such as:

• Take Caleb to the dermatologist
• Work on Spanish for You
• Work on lapbook
• Do artist and music study
• Get spelling tests and dictation completed
• Dinner
• Baseball practice
• Do my "high finances"
• Laundry
• Etc, etc, etc, 

When I woke up Friday morning my allergies were bothering me which made it hard to get up and get going. Since Caleb had a dermatologist appointment I had to get moving. We made it to his appointment, but I still sniffed and sneezed and this was after I had taking my allergy medication.

After getting back home I realized I wasn't having my normal allergy problems, but was dealing with a major allergy attack or a cold (I can't tell the difference). I also realized that everything on my to-do list wasn't going to get done.

I find this sooo frustrating when I get this way. I just want to scream! I don't take interruptions very well especially when they affect my personal agenda. Well, I sat and contemplated what to do. I could try to keep going and become very frustrated or set my plans aside for the day.

I have to admit that I really wanted to keep going and could feel myself getting upset that "my" plans were getting messed up, but then I remembered that I'm not in control--God is! So I went upstairs and took a nap.

When I woke up I had already received a small blessing--baseball was cancelled due to the rain, which took the pressure off of me for dinner, which gave me some extra time to work on "my"list. No I still didn't feel the best, and yes, I still had things that had to be done, but overall the day went smooth. When I look over the whole week I can't complain. "My" plans pale in comparison to the events that have happened this week. Most importantly I have a God who is in charge and who am I to complain about "my" plans ending up in the fruit basket upset.

Do you struggle when things don't go as planned? Have you learned something that helps you with your frustrations? I would love to hear your thoughts.

Writing this reminds me of a song that I am always touched when I hear it, because it is such a great reminder that sometimes our ways are not God's ways.