By nature I am a planner. I think things through and try to make things go smoothly. Obviously this doesn't always happen. Like my first time delivery to the Olimbs. Since Andy works swing shift I knew I had to choose days that he was home at night to make delivery as easy as possible. Ha! As Rachel would say. Since we deliver the night of the date we chose my planning did not work.
Waiting for the cover of darkness, I finally left with Taylor in the back seat asking all the way, "Where are we going, Mommy? What are we doing, Mommy?" Since Asher's birthday party was in a few days I didn't want to tell her and have her blurt something out at the party and spoil the surprise.
I had not been to the Olimb's house at night in months so it was to my great surprise when our car rounded the ben and found they had installed spot lights out front. How was I going to sneak up and make my delivery? I don't think I have ever run so fast. I could just feel beaty eyes looking out the peep hole in the front door. As I approached the door I could hear noise from inside... my heart was racing. Thank God I made it back in the car, undetected as far as I can tell, and Taylor didn't say a word about it again. Until next time...
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