It's gone by too fast. I kept thinking we have a whole week to do special things. Monday we went to the beach. Tuesday we went to Mr. Popper's Penguins. We were going to swim at Granna's pool but a storm came over the neighborhood just as we got ready to go. Tuesday night she had a friend sleep over and they played all Wednesday morning. Today we went out to lunch and to the outlet mall with Granna and Jillian. We bought a few clothes she'll need for camp and only 1 fun shirt.
She's had a friend to play with all week. And I think she's had fun. But I had visions of lots more fun outings. We watched TV together at night and she got to sleep in every morning. I procrastinated packing her stuff for camp - kept thinking she had a couple of weeks - only she's going to be going to camp straight from her dad's and so I should have been thinking about the little extras all along.
I hear if you wait til the last minute, then it only takes a minute.
But the anxiety is high for me.
So I'm going to trust that her dad is capable of making sure she has stamps and shampoo and a pen in her suitcase. I think it'll be okay. I'm feeling lucky lately. Yesterday when I filled the van up with gas, I decided I was going to stop the pump at about $65 even if it wasn't full. The pump quit on $65 exactly all by itself, van full of gas. Today I was singing to a song on a cd in the car and decided I wanted something peppier to sing to. I wished I could hear Zac Brown's song about being knee deep in the water somewhere and I pushed the button for the radio. The Zac Brown song started just then, from the beginning, no talking beforehand.
Craziness.
Somebody is watching out for me. I think Holly's going to be fine. And I'm so glad we had this week together. Even if I had to share her with her friend.
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