When Monday is Friday the world goes a little wonky. When Monday is Friday, it’s a good indication the rest of the week may have problems. That remains to be seen. When Friday is your Friday off and it’s also good Friday and everyone has it off, you get to take another day off–for me, that was today. My Monday was actually my Friday.
When Monday is Friday . . .
1. You get to sleep in. Really, really in. Hello 10 hours of sleep! That was after a 2 hour nap Sunday evening. I didn’t mean to take a nap so late in the day. It just kind of happened while I was changing my clothes. I think I needed some good sleep.
2. You can continue springish cleaning. My weekend cleaning projects continued today. I finished emptying and rearranging kitchen cabinets. Efficiency and organization are not my strong suits. I’m trying to change. I think I might have succeeded in getting rid of some outdated and unused things in the kitchen. Now I just have to remember where things belong in this new scheme.
3. You get your laundry done. Three loads and a little leftover.
4. You get to file that mass of papers on the corner of the dining room table.
5. You flip your mattress. Somehow it used to be easier. Today’s mattress flipping taught me that it really shouldn’t be a one person job.
6. You get to bring a little more order to your life.
7. You realize for the umpteenth time paper is your enemy when it comes in the form of mail that is in no way personal, but is still important. Seriously, I could drown in the stuff.
8. You don’t check work email. Really. I’m learning that it can be done.
9. You finish the fourth series of Foyle’s War. Ahhhh, BBC! Murders and history? You had me with the opening strains of series 1. I know WWII ended, but only 4 mysteries at a time? Perhaps you need to be acquainted with Law and Order. It’s not as beautifully done as Foyle’s War, but they haven’t run out of story lines yet.
10. You realize that you didn’t post your Monday blog as you intended. You spend what should be making the bed time and the beginning of sleep to tell people why there wasn’t a post earlier in the day,
11. You don’t leave the house all day, and you don’t feel bad about it.
That’s what happens when Monday is Friday. How was your Monday?
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2 responses to “When Monday is Friday”
You wake up with a migraine because (a) you forgot to take your blood pressure pill on Easter morning due to 6:30am outdoor sunrise service and stress about Easter dinner, (b) it’s that time of the month and (c) there’s just too much going on for the pastor and his wife Easter weekend (yes, that’s FIVE church services, four of them traditional with the choir and communion…).
You decide to try the ferme auberge with visiting friends at noon anyway. You’re the one who made the reservation, and you’ve been looking forward to this for months.
Your husband prays for you, even twice or three times, and you feel like you’re stepping out in faith. He prayed you’d at least feel like eating dessert, and you eat the whole meal!
You even get to enjoy a lovely walk in the forest, girl time with your girl friend visiting from far away, and tarte flambee in the evening.
God is good. I love Easter monday. It’s always a holiday here.
Hugs to you. Soul.
Busy, busy Easter followed by what sounds like a lovely Easter Monday. That makes me happy for you and thankful to God.
Big ‘ugs back to you, Soul.