After a Really Bad Day...

So the last 24 hours have continued to sink into a deep dark hole. But according to my personal non-bloggable rules, I will not share the details. It was just a really bad day that I wonder how to overcome, in relation to my older son.

So instead of being home to enforce some sort of consequence, I had to leave him in the hands of the babysitter and go off to work.

I taught all evening, but my heart was definitely not into it. I spent the entire time trying to figure out how to deal with the problem at home. When my last lesson of the night was a no-show, I packed up my stuff, put on my coat and readied to leave the store. A man who works at our front counter suggested I wait a little longer, just in case my student still showed up. About twenty minutes after the lessons was supposed to start, I decided it was time to go home.

I knew Steve was out doing singing valentines and last year his quartet had stopped by and sung to me. On top of my horrendous day, my hubby hadn't even stopped by to sing.

As I was pulling out of the driveway to the store, I happened to glance back into the front, which I never do.
While I was looking, I felt my cell phone ring. I spied four guys in bright white tuxes in the entry way. They had walked in the front just as I was walking out the back.

Better turn around and park.
As I walked back into the store and found my handsome husband and his three cohorts ready to sing "Sweet and Lovely", one of the two songs that Steve's quartet sang in our wedding ceremony. It came complete with a red rose.

I still don't know what I am going to do about the situation with my child, but it was fun to have a serenade to make the end of the day a little brighter.

Thank you, Steve, for my Valentine. I Love You.