Balloons...

Have you ever found yourself doing something and wonder how in the world you got into this situation?
I had a plan of attack today--pick up Ryan, go and get balloons for Cubbies tonight and drop them off at the church. So, I got Ryan, went to the party store and got a dozen helium balloons. Then, the problem arose.
How in the world am I getting these in the car? (This is the ONE and only time I have ever longed for a minivan!!!)
So, I jam them in the car and try to pull out. Problem: I can't see out of any windows!
I re-park, maneuver all the balloons in the backseat with Ryan and continue on my way. We go maybe 20 yards and I hear, "Ow, balloons!" One of the balloons keeps bouncing off Ryan's head and he is not happy about it. So, I park again.
I get out, and move the stroller and umbrella and anything that looks poky out of the trunk. Open the car door and it literally takes me 5 minutes just to get all the balloons out of the car! I get them out and untangled from the seats and start the process of trying to shove the balloons in the trunk.
Oh, and did I mention that it is rainy and very windy?

Not kidding, this is maybe one of the hardest things I have ever tried to do! I get a few in, and the others try to fly out, I get a few more in and realize that I have to shift them and a few more fly out. Balloons are blowing every where and they would not stay in the trunk!
Seriously--this probably took a good 10-15 minutes! And I'm just hoping that someone walking to their car will take pity on my and offer to help! Nope! And this is when I start to wonder why I'm doing this in the first place.....Cubbies, AWANA, serving Jesus.

So, if I'm trying to put these balloons in the trunk for Jesus, maybe I should stop saying bad words in my head?
Sometimes, I get so involved in the busy work of a task that I forget why I'm doing it! It is easy to remember that you are serving God when you are teaching Sunday school. Not so easy when you are trying to shove a dozen helium balloons in a trunk. Anyway, it is all for Jesus and I did get the balloons to church--all intact! (and I stopped thinking the bad words!)