Whining, Wine-ing & Winning

Friday morning silence and hot coffee. No kid. No “mom” being yelled from the other room before I’ve even had a sip. Just me, my coffee, and a whole list of things I was going to accomplish today.

Cleaning day. Not just a quick tidy. I’m talking full-on clean mode because it needs done, and we have a guest for dinner tomorrow.

I had a plan. I went to the grocery store and was in and out without a toddler asking for bananas, tortillas, or making sure everyone stopped to tell her, “hi”. I was going to come home, crank some music, and go full cleaning mode. Floors, carpets, all of it. Get ahead of the weekend, feel like I have my life together for at least 12 hours. But of course Kansas said no. Severe weather….Again.

So now instead of mopping floors and shampooing carpets, I’m side-eyeing the weather radar and adjusting the plan. No deep cleaning today. No floors. No “look at me, I have my shit together” moment, and to top it off, I’ll be picking my girl up early—right before nap-time (eek) so we don’t get drenched in rain or struck by lightning.

So much for my quiet Friday, but honestly…I’m not even mad about it. Store run is done. The house is at least halfway there, and instead of spending the entire day cleaning like a crazy person, I get my girl back early, probably a little extra clingy, a little extra tired, and ready to run the show again while saying my name 317 more times before dinner.

Friday just shifted. From quiet coffee and productivity… to weather watching, early pickup, and rolling with it, and if I’m being real, that’s kind of how most of this crazy life goes anyway.

Plans are great. Until they’re not. I’ll finish what I can, ignore what I can’t, and call it a win either way, with a nice little Friday Wine-d down waiting for me at home.