This Wednesday morning my wife and I got mixed up about who was going to do what in kid drop offs. I was talking to her and trying to sort what to do and how they affected my errands. She directed me to take the youngest which in the moment I thought would affect me making it to the driver's license office on time and when I declined she blew a fuse. I tried not to openly react but did feel resentful. I was able to resist and change my attitude by just thinking it through a little and during the first drop off changed my mind back to my original thought to help her with the last kid. I did for a moment have a thought from my old thinking which was to let her reap the consequences of what I deemed to be poor communication skills, but I realized the stupidity and selfishness of that right away. Surprisingly she accepted my help and was very civil to me.
I made it to the Department of Public safety and got my expired license renewed. The line was long and the staff was few but I got through in a reasonable time and relative ease. I was worried at first as I heard partial conversations that lead me to believe I might encounter problems, but I decided to trust God and accept whatever obstacles I might encounter and try to have a good attitude. I saw a lady who was with her son decide to make a scene and complain about her idea that there were "too many obstacles" in this process. She seemed to be a well to do woman who expected to get her way. I felt bad for her in her futile pursuit and I remembered how poorly I would have handled this in the past.
In the evening I got to go with my son to a college women's basketball game. It was fun to interact with my son and his friends from school for an extended time like this. I got to meet his principle. It was loads of fun and i wish that I had taken more photos of all the kids and not just my son so that I could have provided them for the school. I was inspired to take a more active role in his life and the school. It was a late night but it was worth it.
Thanks be to God for this day.
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