When The Good Days Turn Sour
I t all started so well this morning. We had a playdate planned for the day. I was turning my back on my dirty house and was going to go and have some time with a friend and her children. I tried to reach her early this morning. I had a couple of important questions to ask her before our playdate. She did not answer. I was understanding. She has three children to my one. I can imagine having three children to get ready to go somewhere is more stressful than I can imagine. My good and perfect gift and I needed to go into town to pick up those few items from the store, get allergy shots and drop off our grocery items back home and head out to our exciting playdate. As we were on our way to play, my friend calls me to say she would not be able to make it. Her car had broken down. She apologized over and over and I told her not to worry we could reschedule. I began to make some turns and good and perfect gift realizes we are heading