This morning I got up ready to tackle the day. Within about ohh 30 minutes my day had over whelmed me. I have no clue why. Seemed nothing was going my way; but I wasn't aware of any particular way that I wanted it to go. Kevin is away with a church function and Gab was expecting a friend over. I was cooking and cleaning and stressing.

Finally I told Michael that I had to change Sunday's menu. I was really stressing over the timing of how that was going to come together. He didn't quite get it, but could tell from my tone that it wasn't wise to challenge the change. Then he went to the store for me. Those 2 things helped tremendously, but still the cloud hovered.

About the time Gab's friend was to arrive we got a call from the community Playhouse. A pipe had busted and the place was flooded. The entire theater. So Gab called her friend and re-routed him to the Playhouse and we all dressed and headed that way. At first Michael didn't want to go, but when I told him it might help my mental state for us to go, he was dressed and in the car waiting on us. It did help me. To get out of the house and quit focusing on myself and my house. To be out in the very cold sun shine helping clear out a mess. To feel a part of something meaningful and to know that your actions are helping; that's good medicine. By the time we got there the electricity and the water had been turned off. The firemen had been out to asses the damage. We're afraid there is more damage than what actually meets the eye. The good news is there is a good possibility that the damage will be covered by insurance. The pianos suffered no damage. We helped move things to the back building and the rest onto the stage, which was dry. I couldn't believe the water and most of it had been dispersed by the time we got there. The theater people were just a cooking for those of us that came to help and they verbalized their gratitude freely. I was more than willing to help and grateful for the distraction.

We didn't stay to eat; we came home and ate. Then Gab and her friend went out leaving Michael and I alone. Here I sit blogging and he is watching TV. We must be getting old! :)

I look forward to tomorrow. Church and then friends over. It will be stressful initially; just because I'm weird that way. But once we sit to eat, I'll relax and be sooooo glad that I opened my home to friends.