Sometimes things just naturally fall together. It's then that all of my goal setting, planning, and preparation flies out the window. I always try to fit in everything daily, but I always fall short. It's kind of funny that the one day this week that started out as a disaster turned out to be one more of a productive and better day than I could have ever planned for myself.
Ideal Day:
5:15 am : wake up and exercise
6:30 am : Get ready & eat breakfast
7:15 am: Leave for work & listen to scriptures on the way
8:00 am : Arrive at work energetic & and ready to meet with my clients.
1:00 pm : Eat lunch, alone, reading a book or just thinking.
6:00pm : Finish up paperwork & go home.
6:45pm : Dinner with roommates
7:00pm: Something fun, or even dangerous like trying captain crunch with my RedMango frozen yogurt.
The rest of the night would ideally be filled with friends and talking, laughing and planning vacations.
10:30pm : Get ready for bed, Pray, Sleep.
Actual Day:
7:15 am: Wake up late and try to get ready as fast as I can without thinking too much about what I am leaving undone.
7:40 am: Leave for work a little frustrated that I didn't pack a lunch, I didn't exercise, didn't pray, and didn't exactly feel like commuting to work.
7:45 am: Decide not to listen to scriptures and listen to music instead to relax a little before I get to work. I notice that my gas is low, but I know the gauge isn't accurate as if late and I'm sure I have enough to get to work.
8:15 am: I should have arrived at work. Instead my car stops mid-commute. I'm about 10 minutes from work and my car runs out of gas on the freeway.
8:15 - 9:00 am: Exercise - walk to the gas station and buy a gas can and gas and head back to my car to fill it. I prayed on the way. Hoping cars would see me on the shoulder of the freeway. Trying to think of things other than someone texting and swerving off the road to hit me. ahhh I think I prayed the whole way to the gas station.
9:30 am: Arrive at work. Two client are yelling at me that they are having bad mornings and don't want to take some of their meds. One of them is very frustrated and repeating over and over that she doesn't want my help and she can do things on her own. I finally help her into the van and drive her to her doctor appointment. Her doctor send us to the E.R. because of fluid found in her lungs, and possible blood clotting.
10:45am : Scripture study- after finally coming to terms with with missing staff meeting, and finding out that I would be in the E.R. for a while I looked in my bag for something to read. How funny that I had two choices. An ensign article I had printed weeks ago, or my scriptures. My first thought was "hmm...I don't remember putting either in their, I guess it's a lose-lose situation."
10:50 am: Woke up: I started reading where I left off, in Mosiah 12. When I read verse 27 I was immediately humbled and I felt like I had had my eyes closed to some unique moments that were meant only for me. Mosiah 12:27- Ye have not applied your hearts to understanding; therefore, ye have not been wise. Therefore, what teach ye this people? I started thinking to my car breaking down, and instead of acting I immediately started to call a few people in hopes they would come to help me (aka fix the problem for me). I realized how good it felt knowing I was dependable for myself. Sure, I could have been more prepared. I could have done a million things differently, but I didn't let myself down, and I feel like Heavenly Father helped me to see that I have strength that I forget is there.
12:45pm : Leave E.R. for other appointments.
2:30pm : I realized that Social Security & Housing Authority appointments take longer in the afternoons. I decide to wait outside for my clients to see if I can pick up a sandwich. Down the street I found Subway (I can always count on Subway, even if their meat is over-processed). I sat on the steps back at the appointments and ate on the steps. Downtown SLC is famous for many things, and one of those things is the homeless population. I regretted eating out on the steps as soon as one homeless man approached me. Immediately I thought to myself..."okay he's going to ask for money, or food, or maybe even rob you." I wasn't too scared, there were many people out on the steps, but I was being cautious. I was also super hungry because I hadn't eaten breakfast. The man got close then, without saying one word, just smiled at me and sat down a few steps below me. For some reason I immediately offered him my chips (...that i was actually looking forward to eating. ;)) haha. He took them and smiled and nodded, but still didn't say anything. I also set my drink down by him. I hadn't taken a sip so he didn't have to worry about cooties. He kind of laughed, but didn't say anything. I left to get my clients. Driving my clients back one of them asked me why I was smiling. To be honest, I didn't even know I was.
6:45 pm: Finished up paper work late and decided to head to my moms house. Hung out with my sister and my older brother that I rarely see. Then headed to my house.
8:45 pm: Get home. The house is super dark. I'm kinda bummed remembering that my one roommate is working and the other is on vacation. Julie came home from work and we just talked, and then watched some Felicity to catch up with Anna.:) Julie and I talked for a while. It was just what I needed to end the day. She told me that once she had a fortune cookie and it said "Expect Nothing." It was so funny because that was the theme of my day. I think when we are trying to be obedient to Heavenly Father's commandments things will just fit together, even if it's what we least expected. I sat there feeling soooo worn out, but extremely peaceful. It was good. That is all I thought. That the day turned out exactly how I HADN'T planned it.
*Here are some pics that I have been slacking on.
