Forgive me for being a distant via this blog.
It’s not you.
It’s me.
It’s the chaos.
I haven’t even downloaded photos from my camera since…last week? I don’t think that has happened in at least four years. Unless they came directly from my not-so-high quality Blackberry phone.
Chaos I tell you.
My son came walking down the stairs yesterday to announce to me while I sat at my desk, “Mom, I don’t have any clean socks.” Thankfully there was no school and he needed socks to wear under his work boots.
Chaos of laundry.
I told him to “find some” and he came back a few minutes later wearing his baseball socks.
It worked for the day. The socks at least have now made it through the washer and are in the dryer and maybe he’ll manage to pair some together today?
I came home Wednesday night after a few day of business travel to no internet, cable or land line phone service.
You got it. Disconnected. And no one had noticed until I came home. Because no one uses the phone, cable or internet evidently other than me.
Now in my defense EVERY bill I pay gets paid via bill pay directly from our bank. The ONLY place that has problem with receiving those payments is the phone company which is also our internet and cable provider. For two months earlier this year it was an address issue of where the payment was being sent. No problems again until this week when chaos broke loose.
Chaos of bill pay or not paying. I don’t know. It is chaos.
Then to call ripe and early yesterday morning to pay the bill over the phone so I could have a complete working day using the phone and internet and have my debit card as I paid the bill…declined.
What? My card doesn’t work?
Oh, the bank issued new debit cards effective earlier this week. Mine was still in the envelope sitting on the kitchen counter. Call back and sure enough my payment was accepted and within minutes we had technology alive and well in our home. Chaos of banking.
My next chaos was getting out the door to start driving to daycare to remember daycare is closed for two days and then to get turned to drive to Nana’s house. Chaos of daycare.
And the above picture was indeed my view from my hotel room earlier this week.
I was in Santa Barbara meeting with flower farmers with out a voice. Yes, I lost my voice this week. It was due to the…chaos of having a cold while traveling on business. But back to flower farmers…
Have you ever thought about wear your flowers are raised? Good chance you are not buying American grown flowers. They are probably grown in South America and flown in on 747 into Miami and make a long haul before they ever reach your grocery store or dining room table. But there are farmers in California raising flowers still trying to compete against the extremely inexpensive and unregulated imported flowers. And they need you to ask for California Grown flowers and buy them because if…you don’t it is just more chaos. Believe me.
The chaos you don’t see in the Santa Barbara photo taken on my phone are the many unemployed, homeless people living around my hotel. Now I understand with the view and weather why they choose Santa Barbara over the North Dakota prairie. But their chaos was enough for me to want to hurry up and get back to my prairie haven where my laundry is not done and my bills may or may not be promptly paid.
Amidst the depths of chaos, there are smiling faces on the prairie that remind me what matters the most in life and why I just cannot care too much about the chaos.
It is after all chaos I love and so I embrace the chaos. The chaos of my life and the chaos of this blog, I own it and I am wearing like a badge.
I am a chaotic wife, working at home yet traveling chaotic mother of three and I have chaos all around me. We are fed, clothed with or without socks, housed, healthy and happy. We even have internet, cable and phone service.
But just to calm my internal chaos, please tell me you have had at least one moment of chaos this week?
I had a little chaos this week. My washing machine got a “gremlin” and we can’t get it repaired until right before thanksgiving since the repairman is on vacation. Yippie, skippy!
Wow Katie! Quite the week you had! No internet…yikes! I’d have to park my butt down at Starbucks I think….but it sounds as though you don’t have that luxury near your home. Hope you upcoming week goes more smoothly:)
Hon, it has been a CRAZY week here too! You could sum up this whole week with birth, death, cousin engagement, forgot to go to a class Tues, no school Thurs, big stats test Fri, ND state diving tourney in Mandan, funeral Sun-Mon, and family driving back and forth from Fargo to Bismark twice in a weekend. Nope, we aren’t getting the laundry done either! 🙂 Maybe next week…
Hmmm…chaos…the Farm Bureau convention is next week…need I say more? 🙂 Glad you’re back…and your voice is too 🙂
The BoyRD got in his first car accident. My best friend had her baby. I work at an elementary school. Chaos swirls.
I loved this post, Katie. You took a lot of craziness and made it soothing. Nice work, lady. Nice work.