How Crazy Can Turn into Gratitude

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I had a crazy day.  Normally when I say "crazy".. I mean hectic.  Yesterday, I had a seriously crazy day.  You know Webster's Dictionary definition of CRAZY: Adjective: Mentally deranged, esp. as manifested in a wild or aggressive way: "Stella went crazy and assaulted a visitor".  (that kind of crazy)

The first thing that took me out of my element:

I woke up 2 of our 6 children  at the crack of dawn, got them dressed, fed them a made to order breakfast  and took them into town.  If you know me, You'd know that  I'm not really a morning person.  I'm more like a 8:30am stay in my yoga pants until 11:00am the man comes home kind of girl.

The second thing that took me out of my element:

I enrolled #4 in our public school district.  Not as a full time student, but just for speech and reading help.  It was something I thought I would never do. Not because I am such a staunch homeschooler, but because I swore I would NEVER put my child in this particular school district again.   I'm happy to report he has some great speech and reading teachers… but like someone that has a mild form of PTSD.. I still get the shakes going in the building.

The third thing:

I had someone call and offer me a job. .. I wasn't looking for.  That's crazy right?

The fourth and the cherry on the top of this day…

I received a bizarre, and abusive phone call from a woman I never met.  To say I was taken back by the call would be an understatement. All I know is I tried to be kind, listen and put myself in her position. I tried to explain to her how she was mistaken and apologized, and she still didn't let up.  I'm proud of  how I handled myself.  The old me from 20 years ago would have let her have it, because she was screaming at me.  I feel bad for her that she did not hear there was a misunderstanding.  She didn't hear that *no one*  was out to get her. I can only imagine how unhappy and insecure she must feel.  I'm not sure how a person can feel better about themselves saying what she said… she obviously did not call me to figure out what was going on, but only to try make me feel bad. I guess it worked, because I feel bad for her, and not myself or my actions.  I hope her screaming and yelling at me accomplished the security she needs in her relationship. I know it changed my opinion of her and her relationship with her loved ones.

At the end of this crazy day… I still have been blessed with everything I've ever hoped to have: I have the gift of a new day , A husband that loves me, (and I him) 6 awesomely quirky and funny children I never thought I would have, a house I enjoy being in, a car that runs (but sucks the gas), high speed internet (even in though I live in the boonies), a bunch of youth that I enjoy hanging out with… and friends that I have had for years that love me no matter what.  Yesterday was a weird, bizarre day that made my somewhat level world turn ever so slightly.  After a good nights sleep and a good laugh with The Man about the day.. all was back to normal in my world. Am I blessed or what?