I didn't have to teach seminary this morning. I always consider the weird test schedule days at the school to be little bonus vacation days. My ideal plan was to enjoy Tuesday evening catching up on e-mail/blogs/facebook while watching American Idol, not worrying about lesson prep or bedtime. Then I would turn off the alarm clocks and sleep until my body got done sleeping, then wake up slowly and read for a bit before getting up and tackling the day. I have a lot of odds and ends business that need to be taken care of, but nothing too big or too hard.
Here's what my day actually was: doing Brady's taxes until midnight last night. Waking up at 5:30 a.m. because I needed to drive Melanie's carpool to her seminary, hiking for a while because if I went back home, I'd never go out again. I planned to be out an hour, but I got on an unfamiliar trail and ended up doing a loop that took longer than I planned. I got back to the car in an hour and 45 minutes. Then out to the cannery because I got a reminder call that I signed up for dry pack canning this morning (I had forgotten). At noon I had to rush to get my office work done, at 2 I had to leave for Tempe to help Roxanne with some stuff, at 6 I was rushing to Paradise Valley to pick up Melanie who was stuck at her friend's house a little bit too long. At 7, we finally sat down to dinner which "SuperDave" made while I was scooping up Mel. (Thank you Dave. You hunted the elk, and you grilled the elk. It was DELICIOUS!) Now 24 hours later, I'm back to the same routine, preparing seminary lessons and setting my alarm clock. It wasn't much of a vacation day, but I did enjoy a beautiful sunrise hike, canned 3 cases of food storage, got a chunk of my day's office work done, spent a nice afternoon with Roxanne and Dave, ate a delicious dinner and have a minute to relax. I guess I can't really plan my life, but I usually enjoy what comes my way.