Saturday was the first practice of Special Olympics bowling. The night before, I was up late getting everything done--not my fault, those who needed to get me my updated roster fell behind. The result: Me stressing out! I had to call six athletes and tell them that they couldn't bowl because they didn't get their medical in on time--I hate this part of the job! But I got to tell three on my wait list that they could bowl since I had slots available-the good part!
Saturday morning was like a big family reunion--so many happy faces and hugs--I got so many hugs that helped my attitude! This past week has been difficult. He is noticeably depressed, his blood pressure is up and he can't really do any physical labor due to the injury he got with the broken chair that aggravated his tendinitis--it is the pits getting older! I was frustrated because I couldn't get him out of this slump. I did notice his spirits get better when the athletes ran up to him and hugged him too!
Practice had a couple of issues but minor and they were done with fast. All in all, we started ten minutes late but finished ten minutes early! AND for once everyone was picked up before 3pm! A real rarity...Wayne and I usually have to wait until four when the last athlete is picked up.
We got home and got a text from Alison asking if we could watch Grace while Larry and her have their anniversary dinner (it's been 10 years!). Our Grace is not a problem, in fact, her and her brother, Hunter, have a calming effect on Wayne's high blood pressure. Since it has been too high lately, we were excited about her coming over. I found out that Hunter was sleeping over at Annie's and Grace asked if she could sleep over--she didn't have to ask, we were thinking about asking Alison anyways.
We had a great time with her and she was falling asleep during Veggie Tales. She had helped me with inflating the large air mattress on the floor of her room earlier and placed the battery operated candles all over the room. Her stuffed animals were on her side of the mattress and my pillow was on the other side. I have always slept in the room with her and will do so until she tells me no.
Grace and I have a ritual. Before falling asleep, we tell each other a story. I can't remember how long we have done this. The story is made up and I usually go first. Grace is next and she usually takes part of my story and adds to it. I am amazed how her imagination has grown over time.
The morning brought a "pajama party", basically Grace in her pjs and setting the agenda for the day. She managed to find two projects to do and she drug out the Easy Bake Oven. We made chocolate cookies with powdered sugar topping. The biggest one, she said, is for her brother. The other three for mama, papa, and her. I had to laugh about the biggest one for Hunter. Yesterday while we walked to the store to buy pjs, she told us that "Hunter drives me crazzzzy!!" I asked her does she make him crazy too? To which she says, "Of course not!"
After Grace was picked up this morning, I started painting the trim above the garage up to three feet from the top on both sides, as well as, the sub roof trim. Keep in mind that I am afraid of heights. I was stressed again and almost cried when Wayne said that it needs another coat! Ugh. So tomorrow, I will tackle that after Wayne's appointment. The part I can't do, I hope I can find someone who can help, if not, I will have to pay someone to do it for us.
Right now, I am exhausted. I think I have more paint on me than on the trim. Wayne mowed the lawn and our neighbor, Clair's lawn. Clair has severe COPD and was hiring someone to do his lawn. They have a limited income and Wayne goodhearted soul he is, mows Clair's when he mows ours. I am glad the mower is self propelled. He can mow with his good arm.
I think I will curl up with my new James Patterson book "Zoo" and relax. Maybe with a small glass of wine too!
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