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Tuesday, December 18, 2007

What a Day!

Today started off with great promise!

I managed to get up and get out this morning. I went to a 9:00 art class at Ma'agan. I was running late, and arrived at 9:30.

Lucky for me: the class only begins at 9:30. I wasn't even late!

I wondered if my friend, who had her last chemo session yesterday, would make it to class. She did. That made me happy too! We spent the next 2 1/2 hourse working on our next art project. Fun!

Then I met a cousin, who is in Israel for a visit. We went to lunch and had a GREAT time! She is such an interesting woman!! I really enjoy spending time with her.

I had such a good time, that I lost track of the time, and had to run to pick up my kids and get to the pool.

I should have known that the tide was turning when I ran into three different traffic jams on the way to the pool. Needless to say, I was late. This time, for real.

It wouldn't have been so bad (I was only a few minutes late), had there not been a few more surprises along the way....

My discovery:

A had left her favorite purple fleece sweatshirt in school.

Lucky for A: she remembered and ran back to school to get the sweatshirt.

Unlucky for A: she left the sweatshirt on the sidewalk when she got into my car.

Next discovery:

MD had found the library book he had left at Ofek (gifted & talented program, where he is learning all sorts of cool things), turned that book in, and took out a new book from the library.

Unlucky for MD: he left the new book on a stone wall when he got into my car.
(he doesn't remember the name of the book, but it did have rats on the cover)

My dilemma: do I ignore all this and dash into the water?


I went straight to the office to call Moshe for help.

Unlucky for me: the office was locked!

Did I mention that the battery in my mobile phone had died?

So I went searching for another phone. Found one. Then spent over five minutes trying to describe to Moshe where the kids left their belongings so that he could call someone else (some friend or family living in the Rova) and describe to them where to search for our kids missing items.

By the time I made it to the pool, I was a full 15 minutes late! (which might have been worth it, had the friend actually found the sweatshirt or the book. However, despite her valiant efforts, she did not find either). Meanwhile, I am grateful to the very understanding mom, whose child only had half her lesson! (although it was an EXCELLENT 15 minute lesson)

Maybe things were looking up? Not.

Despite having GREAT classes, there was more "fun" in store.

Next discovery:

When we arrived at the pool, I noticed that MD was about to leave his winter coat in the car.

Lucky for me: I reminded him to bring his coat to the pool (so he would not be cold later in the evening).

Unlucky for me: Someone took his coat (by mistake?).

Did I mention that it was a really nice coat, in good condition, with a hood still attached?

Please note: the hood was detachable and it was still attached!
(If you have kids, you know what a miracle that is!)

We searched for an hour! Nothing.

Then I insisted on driving to the Rova to see if the kids could find their other stuff (even though my friend had searched very thoroughly). Nothing.

We arrived home tired, hungry and discouraged.

I called my cousin, to let her know that I had discovered her nice hand-bag in my car.

(nice to know that we are not the only ones who leave things behind....)

"The only thing I need from the bag is my book," she told me, "my husband and I are reading it for our book club."

Did I mention that, on the way to meet her, I picked up a copy of the book my book club is reading? (how cool is that?)

"If you could mail me the book," she continued, "I would appreciate it. Keep the bag."

What a day!
Net Gain: 1 hand-bag
Net Loss: 1 sweatshirt, 1 library book, 1 winter coat

And the day started out with so well....

Please daven (or send happy, healing thoughts) for RivkA bat Teirtzel.

With love and optimism,


Eliyahu S. said...

Thanks, RivkA. You got MY day off to a smile reading this post.

I wonder if there was something about the day for your family? Maybe you should write down the dates (try both Ivrit and Luazi) someplace (like the back of the prayer for lost objects?) and do this everytime you have a day like that. After a year or two you may notice a pattern.

I personally am convinced that the "those who fail to learn the lessons of history...." principle also applies at some personal spiritual level, and that we are condemned to work through the same little day-to-day tzarot within families until we do the proper tikun.

With love and prayers ...


Aliza Berger-Cooper said...

I can't find my oldest child's hood from last year's jacket (when he was 2). Now I know it is the first of many hoods we are destined to lose...Nice to know I am not alone.

Wishing you many days of feeling good.

-Aliza (Berger-Cooper)

Robin said...

If it makes you feel any better, we managed to lose a library book IN MY HOUSE! I spent two weeks tearing this place apart, literally moving furniture, removing drawers, and nothing. Zip. Nada. The flippin' thing vanished into thin air. I ended up buying the library a new one. (Sidenote: I brought it in yesterday and the librarian looked at my like I was insane. You could almost hear her thinking "crazy American woman" out loud LOL.)

PS I just saw your comment on my blog about using your crockpot. I'd love to hear more (like how much liquid you put in, do you soak the beans first, etc.). I have a bit of a love/hate relationship with mine. I've had some great successes and some spectacular failures, and can't seem to figure out which is going to be which.

Batya said...

Those are ordinary healthy problems, nu?
I'm still wondering what happened to my 2nd daughter's "first step" shoe. It was on her foot; she was sitting in the stroller, and suddenly, gone. I walked back to where we had been and never found it. That was 33 1/2 years ago.

mother in israel said...

RivkA, I have lost several library books in the house. Before Pesach I found one in the one-inch space between the wall and a cabinet, upside down and as open as it could be. It had been missing for at least a year.