Day one of vacation:
* Laid in bed for 1/2 hour after I woke up.
* Lost my temper (before 9:00 a.m.).
* Signed Ellie up for a summer reading club.
* Dropped Ellie and two friends off at church for a field trip to Blanford Nature Center.
* Weeded my garden and picked cilantro, dill, and lettuce. Trimmed the tomatoes and cucumbers, determined not to have unmanageable growth of greens and no tomatoes this year. Realized I never remembered to plant spinach and wondered what happened to all of the carrot seeds Meg planted a few weeks ago.
* Neglected to notice that Addie and Kate decided to play in the puddle at the bottom of the kiddie pool . . . fully clothed.
* Discovered that I had a number of work emails (thanks a lot, "Smart" phone) so I checked them. Discovered that we were awarded a two-year grant funding $10,000 (1/2) of the expansion of our body-safety and sexual-abuse prevention program so we can train 1,000 preK-1st graders as well as 10,000 2nd-5th graders. Danced a jig. Called my boss. Called the program coordinator. Wrote the thank you/receipt letter. Danced another jig.
* Realized I had made it exactly 3 1/2 hours into my vacation without checking my work email. (FAIL.)
* Made two PB&J sandwiches (Addie and Kate) and one Cheese & Pickle sandwich with mayo and ketchup (obviously Meg) and then ate half of a sweet and juicy honeyrock melon while I was cutting that for the kids' lunch.
* Put a 4 year old and two 2 year olds down for naps. Which they took. Still pinching myself.
* Folded four loads of laundry.
* Realized I had written some incorrect information in the thank you/receipt letter. Called my boss. Again.
* Broke my personal rule regarding number of children at the store and took three kids grocery shopping. Spent less money than I feared I would. And didn't cry like I feared I would. (WINNING.)
* Arrived at the cottage in sweltering heat. Found myself hoping gauchos are still in style and then wondering where I could buy some. (Can they please still be in style? Are they? I've never worn anything more comfortable and only got rid of my two pair because they were maternity and don't stay up without that 3rd-trimester bump.)
* Enjoyed a golf cart ride with the girls on which we actually all got cold. First time in weeks. Felt amazing.
* Prayed with each of the girls and tucked them in. Zero crying from anyone at bedtime.
* Plans for the rest of the night: playing on Facebook, blogging, watching the Tigers, reading Real Simple and Vanity Fair, staying up way too late, sleeping on the porch under three blankets.
Hmmm . . . haven't lost my temper since 9:00 this morning. Must be vacation.
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