And Then God Laughed

Last night, I was planning on being “the perfect wife.” I was going to make dinner from scratch, rather than coming home from work hangry with no dinner plan, resulting in Jordan running out to get Taco Bell at 8:30 at night (yes, that happened this week — we had no food). I went grocery shopping in the morning and placed some of ingredients on the counter before leaving for work, so it would be all ready to go when I got home. It felt like fall outside, and I was pretty excited about making homemade mac & cheese.

When I came home from work, I walked straight to the kitchen to get going on dinner. But before I could do anything, Jordan stopped me, saying that his parents just called and invited us to go out to dinner with them — we needed to be there in 10 minutes. If you know me, you know that last minute plans are not my favorite. Last night was no different. But don’t you see that I have all of our dinner ingredients spread out on the counter?” “And don’t you know that I rushed to the grocery store before work this morning?” If we were going to go out to dinner, I was going to need more notice. He called his parents and said, “No, thank you.”

And then I got going on dinner. By this time, I was hungry, and therefore grumpy, and I just wanted the noodles to cook. I was supposed to simmer two cups of pasta in two cups of skim milk, and to get the process moving, I turned the heat up on the stove — knowing well enough that skim milk burns easily.

I think is probably when God had a good laugh. No, I did not add bacon to the mixture. This would be the aftermath of my burnt noodles. So much for mac and cheese.

At this point, I had to call Jordan into the kitchen and show him what happened. He promptly called his parents to tell them that we would be meeting them for dinner after all.

You’re probably thinking that I’m crazy, that I should’ve just graciously accepted the invitation to dinner in the first place — but now you know how much of a type A, control freak that I am. And as you can see, it backfired on me last night.

Moral of the story is, don’t try to boil skim milkĀ  don’t be such a control freak. They say, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.” Clearly, we were supposed to go out to dinner last night. And you know what? It was fun, and my life wasn’t ruined because my original plans fell through.

Lesson learned.

How do you feel about last minute plans?

Are you a control freak? I am, but thankfully, Jordan is the complete opposite. And he’s patient ;) .

 

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11 Responses to And Then God Laughed

  1. Definitely a total control freak and getting better at last minute plans (working on it!! Still kind of hung up on last minute changes in plans though — yes, I think there’s a difference). Flexibility is totally a goal of mine, but is making a goal to be more flexible actually making the flexibility itself more rigid?
    I think I’m thinking too much …
    Sorry about your Mac & Cheese. I hope you don’t let it get you down and give it another shot sometime soon. :) Happy Friday!

  2. I am a serious control freak! I would have reacted the same exact way. This is a good reminder though for me too that sometimes I need to learn to be a little more flexible… :)

  3. Awww haha I’m sorry to laugh but this is so something that would happen to me. I know what you’re feeling about making plans though, I HATE when people make last minute plans when I already had what I was doing planned out for ages. Drives me crazy.

  4. Totally and completely sympathize with this post. I’m a control freak too….especially when I’ve already planned so much out! You had all your ingredients ready, the recipe ready, had been thinking about it all day probably….I would’ve reacted the same way haha. But it’s true, sometimes you need to go with the flow and just take life as it comes! Definitely something I’m still learning.

  5. Oh the striving to be a perfect wife— now trying to be a perfect wife, perfect mother—- and in another month, adding perfect teacher back into the mix. Yipes- I need to let go and remember not to try to boil skim milk ;)

  6. Oh girl, I can completely relate. I don’t typically deal well with last minute plans, either. And if I’ve already planned to cook, that’s what I want to do. But this is also an excellent lesson for both of us … we need to learn to go with the flow more!

  7. Katy says:

    hahah awww that sucks. I can also get a bit stubborn when I have a set plan. I like to have notice to mentally prep for things….especially when it comes to inlaws haha. Some times things just don’t work out as planned and you need to step back and laugh at yourself. Just remember it’s the thought that counts. :-)

  8. lol… this will happen to you many times in your married life!! I am a control freak, but I’m learning that it just makes life too difficult! Letting go and rolling with the punches is much easier… on you and everyone else!

  9. I don’t usually do well with last minute plans either, but I’ve gotten better at it since being married to my laid back husband. I’ve learned that life with some spontenaity here and there is so much more fun. Plus, stressing about the small stuff just isn’t worth it. I totally love that quote about God laughing at our plans… It’s always one I’ve lived by since I’m quite the control freak/planner.

  10. I’m so terrible with last minute plans actually too. I can totally relate! I freak out when I don’t have a pretty good control on things. I probably would have asked him to take a rain check too LOL. If I was cooking it would be a once a year type ordeal LOL

  11. I am definitely a control freak and I can’t tell you how many times God has taught me this very same lesson.

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