This should tell you I am not planning more than 7 days ahead for anything. (Okay, I know that Christmas is coming and I am horribly, terribly unprepared and avoiding it, but that is another story...)
I knew that yesterday was Tuesday, all day, except when I wanted to think it was Wednesday. We spent the day getting the house passable for a sweet friend to come over and watch the younger kids so that we could go with the oldest son to a college interview in the evening. (She is a champ and didn't run screaming from the house when we got home so she has some serious babysitting chops, don't you think?!)
As I sat in the coffee shop waiting for the interviewer to arrive, I noticed a holiday banner with a picture of cardinals on it. My stomach kind of clenched as I turned to the Husband and said, "Today is the thirteenth, isn't it?" He and the son looked at me like I was mentally deficient and said, "Yes." (Remember I'm going by the days of the week like a preschool song right now, "There are seven days, there are seven days in a week..." At least I remember to be in the right place on "Tuesday".)
And then the interviewer arrived and we all smiled and were polite...
The thirteenth was (is?) my mom's birthday. Yesterday she would have turned 78. The boy err man who was interviewing with a college alum was 15 months old when she died on the 16th of December. I forgot the date, just like 19 years ago on the 11th of this month, the Husband asked me to marry him (and I told him to ask me again when he as serious, which was apparently immediately after I said that) and I remembered on the 12th what anniversary was the 11th.
I remembered yesterday's date when I saw the cardinals and thought of my mom who loved cardinals. (Why yes, I am living a stream of consciousness sort of life right now.)
So there are seven days in a week and for right now, I am living in weekly increments. It's not great for long range planning. It's not great for things that I have to remember by a number rather than one of those days...But it is where I am right now, at this moment.
I feel sort of badly that I was so focused on tasks that I forgot the date. It's not that I forgot her, I just was busy with the life swirling around me. Does that happen to you?
Sometimes I feel like I spend my life "putting out fires" and not enough time living intentionally. I do not love it. I Try to keep my focus on the things that matter, but I do get wrapped up in the minutia sometimes.
Any idea where I am going with this? Come on..you must...
I have seven days every week to make the most of the life that is right here in front of me. Sometimes I might forget things. Sometimes I might be flying by the seat of my pants. Sometimes...the dates might get away from me. I do my best. (My best.)
"There are seven days, there are seven days, there are seven days in a week..." I will try to rejoice in each one...which is not always the easiest task (for me, anyway).
Wishing you the time each day to remember what is most important.