What Was I Thinking!?

Laying flat on my back, wide awake at an ungodly hour of some hours after midnight I found my brain active with thoughts.  I was floating in the house in my imagination.  Towels on the kids' washroom's floor.  Cryons scattered from kids' rooms to living room to family room and kitchen.  Dead flowers in the vase on top of the dryer.  Dirty dishes piled in the kitchen sink. Remnant of a baby princess (or so I wish) and a pre teen prince everywhere.

What was I thinking?!

What was I thinking deciding to invite a friend over for the afternoon to host a play date when she inquired?

What was I thinking inviting a dozen friends over for a potluck on Sunday?  In addition to an untidy house I had to work all day and go to school at noon and finish MBA homework too. Save the fact that I needed a haircut, badly.
Later at dawn, right as I was gathering my thoughts sitting in my praying mat, looking from outside within, I pondered, where my heart laid.  What did I value the most?
Family found its place on the top right after health (personal note: remember to call chiropractor and dentist).  Inviting friends only when the house was tidy and sparking clean would for sure hinder gatherings.  Scratched the thought. I supposed we rather meet even among the scattered cryons than not at all.
And finally: work.  Work was fine.  This was a plastic ball that even if dropped, would bounce back up, as opposed to all others.

As it turned out, I was thinking soundly.
Happy Play Dating!