At this time last night, I was literally losing my mind.
The power was flickering
on and off
every 4-8 minutes.
For four hours.
By the time nine PM rolled around
I had sent Trey to bed at 7:30,
Kate and Chris at 8,
screamed at Rob when he finally walked in
and passed out in a fit of irritation.
Today, things are right with the world again.
The power is restored,
my mood is reset back to patience
and all is well.
And the kids, God love them,
they wake up and love me
like I wasn't a raging shrew the night before.
Kids are the best living example of grace, aren't they?