Andrew and I decided earlier this week on a whim that we would drive up to my parents' house for the 3 day weekend. We hadn't seen them since Thanksgiving and of course Andrew really wanted to attend the BYU/UNLV game in Provo Saturday night. The kids were really excited and although I wasn't looking forward to the cold, it would be nice to get away for a couple days. Well as I was driving to the grocery store Wednesday night, a thought instantly came in my mind....."I have an uneasy feeling about going to Utah this weekend." I thought it was kind of strange to get that feeling out of nowhere. Less than a minute later, Andrew sent me a text on my phone that said, "Do you have an uneasy feeling about going this weekend?" I instantly knew - we are not supposed to go up there this weekend. We talked about it later that night at home. Andrew asked me about my feeling, but it's something I really couldn't explain...I just couldn't shake this nagging, uneasy feeling about going up to Utah. So Thursday I called my mom and tried to explain and of course they were very disappointed, but understood. I told her that if I didn't listen to this prompting and we came anyway and something were to happen, no matter how minor, I would never forgive myself. We will probably never know what would have happened on our trip, maybe nothing. But I don't get promptings like that very often and I knew I needed to follow it. Everyone is really bummed we didn't go (Taylor and Zach were crying and it's impossible to get them to understand our reasons.) I felt like this was our only chance to see my family for awhile -we won't be going up there until summertime now, so this really stinks!!
So we are staying put for the weekend. Andrew came home early from work today really sick and was throwing up (something he NEVER does) and has been in bed since about 1:30 this afternoon, so maybe that's the reason. Oh well -- maybe now I can get some things done around the house this weekend.
My muscles are sore from Pilates yesterday, so I'm off to bed. I always look forward to Friday nights so I can stay up watching a movie or something fun, but it seems lately that Friday nights are when I'm the sleepiest! I'm getting too old!
Hopefully Andrew will feel much better tomorrow. Sick husbands are no fun :(
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Sick husbands are worse than sick kids. Stinks that you didn't get to go to Utah, I know it's hard not to see family. But take advantage of teh family time, it seems like there is never enough.
I am leaving the comfort of my own blog cocoon.....
Andrew is probably just faking sickness because he knows that UNLV is going to roll over BYU and that the ensuing crap he's going to take from UNLV fans will keep him blogging for the rest of the three day weekend.
C'mon Andrew, admit it, you are a Rebel fan....say it... "I am a Rebel fan." Feels naughty
Hope you feel better.
It stinks for you not to be able to see your family, but at least Andrew isn't puking in the car!
What a great example to your kids about listening to promptings. It's true you may never know what might have happened. Hope you don't all get sick!
Oh yes the sore pilates muscles. I couldn't even get into bed I had to roll into it. It is a good feeling huh?
I think that's so neat that you recognized and followed your promptings
It is very wise to follow your promptings. Sorry you didn't get to go, but it was right! Good for you!
Hope your weekend was fun anyway - even with the sickies!!
Aren't you so glad that we have someone watching over us and even more impotant than that, having the knowledge of what and whom those feelings come from. Thank you for sharing that story, it is a reminder not to take those feelings lightly. I agree...husbands are so not fun when they are sick. I hope everything is better by now.
Utah had one of the worse storms they had ever had in their history, many people stuck on the road overnight. Who knows, but I was glad we were home that night.
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