Weeks Like This

Weeks like this, I'm a whirling dervish.
Weeks like this, I go to the commissary without a list and then stand in the aisle searching my empty head for inspiration.
Weeks like this, I decide to make three different kinds of enchiladas, curry chicken with veggies and rice, a big pasta salad, and a big Greek salad....and let everyone go for broke until there is no more food.
Weeks like this, we need to eat out by Wednesday.

Weeks like this, I have three lists going at any given time.
Weeks like this, I have sore muscles and an aching back.
Weeks like this, I think mulch is a swear word, weeds are from the devil, and whoever decided that windows should be clean should be shot.
Weeks like this, I'm on a first-name basis with the mulch guy and the rock chick.
Weeks like this, I wake up at 2:30am in a panic and race downstairs to look for a form that I'm just sure was supposed to be returned to school ages ago.
Weeks like this, I find the form at 2:45 and realize that I have until August 2012 to return it.
Weeks like this, I give up trying to sleep by 5:30am, roll out of bed and make a pot of coffee before doing my Bible study.
Weeks like this, some time in the Word gives me the peace that passes understanding, and then...

I remember that the graduate doesn't care about mulch, weeds, or clean windows.
I remember that the graduation and the graduation party will happen, whether I conquer my lists or not.
I remember that I have a veritable host of girlfriends who have offered their loving aid, and that every last one of them will sweat and serve and support and sacrifice to make sure I succeed.  (They're that awesome.)
I remember that I'm ridiculously blessed, and
the rest is just frosting on the (graduation) cake.

Happy Graduation Week!