McGyver and my Pillow

I was driving south to my parent’s house right in the middle of nap time when it happened.

The bright sun was streaming into the car, keeping a very cranky baby from falling asleep, and I had my moment of pure genius.

It doesn’t happen to me very often…

(I mean, pure genius* doesn’t happen to me very often.  From what I hear the sun shines from the west every 24 hours or so).

In that moment, all my powers of creativity and resourcefulness aligned with the available tools on hand and I became McGyver.** I saw what needed to be done and I stepped up to the plate to do it.

I tethered my pillow between the glass and the window pane.

It wasn’t too long (like the blanket had been).

It wasn’t too thin (like my sweater had been).

It wasn’t too distracting (like the map had been).

It was the perfect sun shade.

I didn’t mind that a few inches of my pillow case were flapping outside of the car door, showing my dirty laundry to every passerby. 

It was okay with me that I lost all visibility on the right side of the car and had to triple check my mirrors four times over before I changed lanes.

And I won’t let it phase me that the whole world now knows that I travel with my pillow.

Nope.

None of that matters, because in five minutes I had this…

… which lasted for an hour and a half.

That’s what Worked for Me this Wednesday

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*There was that one time, six weeks after the Little Guy was born, that I realized that his bouncy seat reclined into a sleeping position.  And while, at that moment, I felt like the heavens opened up and sang the Hallelujah Chorus, I don’t think that counts as a moment of genius.  I think that counts as a brief moment of mental clarity amidst the fog of sleep deprivation.

** …. and I became McGyver.

You know I couldn’t resist that one!