Out of Order

I'm having An-Out-Of-Order day, which really means out of My Order and off schedule. Whenever this happens I have to internally convince myself that it is all right to do so. The mantra in my mind on days like this is: I have control of time and I can organize it how I please.

When I woke up this morning it was raining. My bed never feels better to me than in the morning, and it feels even better when it's raining. I planned on getting up to run at 6:00 am, but I stayed in bed reading until 6:45. I missed my chance to run before getting the kids out the door so I decided to work on dinner instead. I went straight to the kitchen and made rice and beans, 2 batches of homemade salsa, and put the chicken on for tacos. Erin Leigh was so excited I was cooking so early that she quickly got dressed and spent the morning helping me before school.

I know I've said it before, but I named that girl the right name. She is just like Aunt Erin and LOVES to cook. She will help with anything in the kitchen. She also loves to go to the market with me and wants to know the names of all the vegetables and herbs in the produce section. She always asks what they are used for and what you can cook with them. She might just surprise all of us and end up the most domestic of us all.

After I dropped The Littles off at school I came home and ran 3 miles. I've resumed running again since the Thanksgiving eating weekend and was surprised I could run 3 miles this morning. I think it was because Annie Laurie loaned me her Ipod Shuffle. It was so much better and easier, and time went by much faster with music. It made me wonder why I hadn't run with music before. I'll probably never run without it again.

Later on in the morning I went out in the rain to buy a newspaper. I've tried to give it up because it's a want more than a need, but I can't bear it. I'm too lonesome without it. I miss The Editorial page, The Daily Jumble, The Crossword puzzle, The Thursday Movie Section, and most of all, The Sunday Paper. It's my reward after my morning chores are finished. It's part of my routine and regimen and I love routine and regimen. When I don't have it I end up spending more money going out and buying it every day than I would continuing my subscription. It just doesn't feel right if my morning paper isn't delivered, and I should probably just break down and renew my subscription today.

Erin called me this morning and we had a great time talking, then Mallory came home and I had to give her a ride back to school because it was raining. Before I knew it it was 1 o'clock and I had to get in the long parking lot line to pick up Erin Leigh because it was still raining.

I still have 20 items of clothing to iron; blouses, shirts, and pants, as well as a stack of linen napkins. And, I still haven't had a chance to read the paper. Which brings me back to my mantra: I have control of time and can organize it how I please. But what I really think is this:
I should have gotten up earlier.