Where's My Reset Button?

This past Sunday I arrived at church with my family on time. As I sat in our normal 2nd row bench, I realized that I had forgotten to put on pantyhose. Normally, in the summer that's not a big deal, but considering I missed a whole section of my leg while shaving...and forgot lotion ...I was feeling naked. I only made it through the first song and then couldn't stand it any longer. I told Joe I had to go home and returned as soon as I could. While at home I used "Smooth Away" (As seen on TV), slathered lotion on, and then put on my pantyhose. I made it back during the first talk feeling a lot more prepared to be there.

My friend Kris asked me where I had disappeared to. When I tried to explain, she just said, "Oh you needed to hit your reset button." How true! Unfortunately, I have not been able to find my reset button lately! I always lived my life believing that everything will be better in the morning, but lately it's just not that simple.

Perhaps I cursed myself by skipping the sacrament, but Monday was one of the worst days of my life. In a nutshell:

My computer crashed....gone...before I backed up anything! Music...gone. Pictures...gone. Hours of bookkeeping...gone. Calendar...gone. I know I've got something to do sometime in August but it was all on ICal. I'm not too sad about documents being gone, but I am sad about my blog book (220+ pages) ...you guessed it...GONE!

I was a bit on edge all day and ended up swearing in front of my kids when some bathroom cleaner landed on my little toe. Then I sliced my finger open while pushing down a bag of trash. Our neighborhood BBQ was yummy, other than the jello that just did not turn out. Who can mess up jello???? Apparently I can!

If that wasn't enough, while at the BBQ I found out that my dear Carlie who had left to Basketball Camp earlier that morning has thrown up not once, not twice, but three times!!! I didn't even send reinforcements with Brenda because Carlie has been doing so much better. I have never felt like such a horrible mom in all my life! Poor Carlie, she didn't even make it to Lolo before puking in Joe's brand new Lexus! I owe my life to Brenda for being the best "mom" to Carlie and helping her clean up not once...not twice...but three times! (I have talked to her at camp and she assures me she is doing just fine now but I am still worried about her traveling back home. This time we are sending Brenda with our van...fully stocked with ziplocs!)

So after the most boring and disappointing summer of my life, I am still desperately trying to find my reset button. I'm still irked that I didn't get to go see my niece in Utah. I'm irritated beyond belief that I have spent the majority of my summer anticipating dental appointments, experiencing a root canal twice, and coming down from the stress of aforementioned visits. I've gone from cold sores to canker sores and back to cold sores. I feel like summer is winding down and I still haven't done anything wonderful. After a few more dental visits and physicals for the kids, we should be able to sneak to Utah for a week...but by then Brooke will be back in Tennessee. I don't mean to gripe or complain but apparently I am doing both! If anyone knows where my reset button is, please...please...tell me.