So, I dropped off the students at the aforementioned educational institution which poses as a church on the other 6 days of the week; i.e. Hallstrom. My husband teaches a Bible class, so I can leave, if I choose to leave. So, on this particular occasion, I chose to leave and get coffee.
So, I'm in the Starbucks--trying to get my bearings.. I mean.. the coffee, and it occurred to me that there's a bathroom in there with running water. So, without thinking too much about the repercussions of it, I stuck my head under the faucet in the Starbucks bathroom. I used a little hand soap to "wash" my mop and face. (Yes, I brought a gym bag with a towel in it) I brushed out my hair, put on some makeup and drank down a venti. I waltzed out of there like nobody's business. You would have thought I came from the salon or something.
I was thinking, "Now, this isn't so hard" and "maybe I should do this more often.." and went back to Hallstrom. I was no sooner finished with my breakfast and discussion with my new best friend, Ruth, when someone mentioned a "fundraiser" lunch for the Medieval History Class. All of a sudden, I gasped a big gulp of air.
Fundraiser! I volunteered to bring the meat for the fundraiser! What time was it? 9:30. It needed to be here BEFORE 11:30 for lunch.
At this point, the rest of the morning is a blur. I could picture the package of cooked, shredded beef sitting comfortably in my freezer at home. So, what happened next can only be described as an: ultra blitz.
And by the grace of God, no speeding tickets were issued. I got home, found the beef, and thawed/ cooked on high enough beef to qualify for a fundraiser. All the while, I am asking God for a miracle. And sure enough, he delivered. The beef got there, thawed and heated up by 11: 22?
And me? I was wondering where they issued the tranquilizers. But really, the rest of the day went pretty well, even though I didn't get home until 9:00 p.m. It's all in a day's work for the average hedgehog--but BOY, did that shower feel good!