So yesterday morning, when we were ready to go to church, I ran downstairs to grab something from the laundry room. To my horror, I stepped into a puddle. And it wasn't a small puddle. It covered half of the basement. I panicked, ran up the stairs, and called Keith (who was already buckling the kids into their car seats). He stayed home a sucked up the water with a Shop Vac while I hauled the kids to church for music practice, Sunday School, and then the service. Keith showed up right on time to get on the stage for the first song!
Then, just a few minutes ago, I read this post on a blog that I just started reading. This is what I needed. Hopefully life will continue to throw me challenges that mean hard work, lol.
Gotta run, plumber just drove up :)