The boys and I made it home a little after 5 on Saturday. Over the weekend I’d gotten a text that I did not have to come in for my Sunday day shift. They were accidently overstaffed. I’d picked up that particular one because I’m supposed to be working at least one weekend shift a month. The past two months I have only done half shifts but nobody’s said anything. Since this was on them I don’t have to make it up.

So I wasn’t as worried about preserving energy for the next day. We stopped once and the rest of the time just kept going. No one had the brain power or energy to unload the van. The mudroom is full anyway and I wasn’t ready for the influx of stuff. This morning when the kids and I went out to the van for church we were met with the back of the van still full. Two of them went with me and then my daughter drove the rest.

We had a nice Mother’s Day. Josh made a roast plus potatoes, asparagus, and rolls. After that we had some downtime. The day was warmer so we all went down to the beach for a while. I’ve been filling people in about my river swimming plans. For supper we went out to eat and it was nice to be together. We stopped by the farm to see the mowing and visited my father-in-law’s grave. The remaining evening was nice too.