The first piece of irony that I speak about occurred to me when I went to bed the other night at about 2 am with aching legs and feeling completely exhausted. I had been so looking forward to slowing down for summer, but I realized that I had not been to bed before 2 since the kids had gotten out of school. I realized that I had been so excited for mornings of sleeping during the summer, but that many of my mornings had been starting much earlier than I had wanted. I also realized that with 3 teenage kids that the old saying "the lazy days of summer" really does not apply. I have honestly been going longer, hard and faster since they have been out of school. With that said, it is fun to know that the kids are happy, having fun, and enjoying their time off. So while summer brake is really summer overtime for mom, like all overtime, you are rewarded with added payback.
Another piece of irony that struck me was yesterday on our way out of town. We are currently headed to DC. It has been a much anticipated vacation and we have all been looking forward to getting on our way. Rodney was supposed to fly in and be home by 4 so that he could unpack and pack and be ready to leave first thing in the morning. Of course his plane was delayed for hours and he arrived home exhausted and was not in the mood to pack. We got up the next morning to pack, but he ended up with some problems at work and it took us until 11 to get off. We had some very anxious kids and were happy to be on our way. As we pulled out I commented on Facebook, "Annapolis or bust." Who would have know 10 miles later we literally "busted". All of the sudden Rodney realized that when he hit the brakes they were not being very responsive and would go all the way to the floor. We had just had our oil change and fluids topped off the night before, so we figured that a cap had not put on tight. As we pulled into a car place to have it checked out we quickly realized that our break line had literally busted. That's right, brake fluid everywhere. Luckily we were able to get someone on it and a couple hours later we were finally back on the road, hoping to make it more than 10 miles before we had to stop again. No more busting!
Again the of irony was, that while it could have been frustrating and discouraging for everyone to finally hit the road just to have to stop, we were all so great that it happened so close to civilization where we were able to pull right in and get it taken care of, that no harm came to us, and that it was an inexpensive fix. Not much complaining, mostly thankfulness.
The last piece of irony: there is major road construction for 40 miles outside of Little Rock, AR that has had traffic stopped for over 2 hours at times. When we hit that part of the road we made it through the whole stretch with out ever stopping and never slowing below 50 mph. In the end, we really lost no time on the repair since we would have been sitting in traffic if we would have left and had no complications.
Oh, the irony you find in everyday life.
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