Back-Up Plan

Everyone talks about Plan B -- but it sure helps to have one!

Today, in an ironic scheduling challenge, it appeared none of the 5, yes 5, coaches for the middle school baseball team were going to get to the game before the first at bat. That included hubby, who realized when we were at work that all of the team equipment was in our garage.

As it turned out, we drove separately today so I could start early and finish early enough to pick Carter up after school and get him to an appointment (he was not in the rotation to play today). So I left a few minutes early to pick up three big duffel bags of helmets (and other gear) and a ball bucket on my way into town. After dropping Carter off at his appointment, I headed over to the ball field to drop it off.

Brenda, one of the other coach's wives, was there and she knew her hubby was one of the only ones who were going to make it later. In the meantime, we realized that we were the backup plan. We were Plan B.

Good thing we've hung around ballparks a good chunk of our lives. She got the lineup in order and I kept the scorebook for the first few innings. Her husband got there to coach in time for the game and another one showed up in the second inning or so. So I did the books for 3 innings and got out of there.

I had shopping to do, steps to take and someone has a final tomorrow... along with plenty of other homework. We still beat Jim home from work. He worked pretty late and got home in time to mow the back yard while it was still light out. Poor guy.

At least Carter doesn't have practice the next 2 nights so he can come home on the bus and we can work as late as we need to. Sad. I think we are all looking forward to this three-day weekend like you wouldn't believe.

We plan to relax and we won't need a backup plan for that. Definitely not.