A stormy, clear day

All Friday night I couldn't sleep due to the sounds of rain and thunder.  We have a track meet every Saturday from the end of March through May, we leave for most around 7:45am and return around 5pm - they are all day affairs.  Between disorienting dreams, I was worrying about the logistics of a rainy meet.  I checked the radar online and saw that it was all to clear up around 11:00.  Around the time the second crew of our athletes were to head to the meet.

While still in bed contemplating what I would wear to keep my body dry, I received a text from a fellow coach asking if the meet was called off.  I text back that the school's coach was hopeful and I doubt he would call it off.

About 35 minutes later while I was getting ready to go into the bathroom and prep for my departure into the elements, coach calls and says that the meet was cancelled.

At first, there were thoughts of how I would tell all the kids - fortunately, I have a mass texting program that I used on the computer that let all the kids and coaches know with just a few clicks of the computer.

Next thought I had after completing the messaging, "What a glorious day!"

I went back to bed.

I slept late on a Saturday for the first time in what seems like forever.

I ran errands that I usually have to jam into Sunday.

I lazed around the house.  I did some prepping for this week's move out of the house.

It was great.

On Thursday, as I sat before practice waiting for the kids to arrive to our practice location by bus, I had a mini-panic attack when I saw two buses coming over the horizon.  "I'm not ready, yet," was my thought.  I just wasn't ready to deal with the drama of practice - the absent athletes, the athletes that don't try consistently, the athletes that say that they can't lay down or bend over because they are on their period (please explain that to me if any of you have that problem), I wasn't even ready for meaningless coach-banter.

Saturday morning, my thoughts not exactly joy of not being around the kids, but joy of not being out in the rain all day.

By 11:30 Saturday the skies cleared and it was sunny the rest of my day off.

Stream of Consciousness Sunday - I free wrote today, but you can find the day's prompt and other participants on all.things.fadra.  I just wrote whatever was in my head for 5 minutes.