And how! Just starting back up with early morning Seminary alone was ... gahhh. Horrid. Never has the first week of school of the new year just been so hard. DANG. Maybe it has to do with, you know, everything.
Today's epic drama: the ward deacons, bless their little hearts, planned a combined Young Men/Young Women sledding activity for tomorrow, back at the plan-the-whole-year meeting in the bygone era of December 2014 (as in, two weeks ago) but heck if we were prepared for it. It really snuck up on us.
Now the activity is TOMORROW, the young men are also SNOW CAVING TONIGHT on MOUNT HOOD, and now, because of the snow caving, we have no rides for the young women who are looking forward to sledding with the ward young brethren. No one who isn't already up there wants to drive up there. Or can, or will, or whatever.
I am in full SHUT UP mode and listening to Wichita Lineman on a loop and bawling my eyes out and grouching at everyone within the sound of my voice and/or text messages. And my husband and children are frightened and the kitties are hiding.
So, of course, it's time for this:
And this:
Possibly this:
And I hate to think of it, but maybe even this:
"I'll just have to endure it," indeed.
P.S. Upon seeing the snow situation when they arrived, the young men leaders decided sledding would be better left undone. My wonderful longsuffering YW presidency and I enjoyed a long, relieved laugh. What a happy ending. 😊