yesterday morning, i woke up before travis (an extremely rare event). before i got up & out of bed, i started my morning off with a prayer. i prayed that i wouldn't wake up travis, so that i could go on my run, and come back to surprise him with waffles in bed! i considered my plan to be perfectly perfect in every way, and i was prepared to stealth around the apartment as if i were playing Don't Wake Daddy (remember that game? it kills me!).
i very, very slowly rolled out of bed (it took me 3 full minutes) and slowly, slowly made my way to the closet for my tennies. so far so good!
then: SNUUUUGH! "babe, what are you doing?"
he woke up. of course he did.
i was a little sad Heavenly Father didn't like my plan as much as I did, but I consented that He must have had a better plan in mind. and as it turns out, He did!!
Travis decided to come with me on my run (who am i kidding? JOG.) turns out he used to go on a run every morning with his comp on the mission, and always wanted to do it with his wife. we had the most perfect time motivating each other to go just a little bit farther. i love that man so much! i hope we can make morning jogs a habit!
Just another lesson of how our Heavenly Father knows us far better than we could ever know ourselves.