Mondays…we know the drill! We all have the exceptions but still tend to dread the first day of the week. I guess it is all in how you look at it…glass half empty/half full. Me, well I don’t dread it as much as most because I am up before the “butt-crack of dawn” everyday. But this morning I was dragging a bit when it happened. I had just finished putting the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher And Then He Said…”I Love Mondays!” I chuckled under my breath as I continued with my little routines. My youngest, a uniquely challenged 12 year old, blurts out something profound in a manner quite unlike the normal under-the-breath murmurs.
I quickly swallowed my heavenly brew to avoid spewing it across the room. “What a revelation!” As if I did not already know the truth in his statement. Down deep he longs for the routine of school…a bell driven schedule…that moves him through his day. Sundays are semi-routine with church in the morning for him but Sunday afternoons hold unknown activities and destinations. Me..well I am back at church about 4 until 7 most weeks. My youngest stays at home with his daddy and occupies himself with guy stuff.
Home improvement stores…
I am sure you have a similar list!
Yesterday was filled with fixing dinner before going back to church for the Easter Musical…when I arrived back home my 22 and 19 year old sons were in the middle of switching rooms. Now that was exciting…and quite the mess. When I went up to go to bed last last night the hall was filled with an assortment of crates and baskets holding the prized possessions of the two boys. Yet between the time I fell asleep, to the sound of drills and bumps, and the time I woke up this morning the hall was clear and the rooms were amazingly organized in true Houdini fashion. “I wish they would undertake every chore this way!” My youngest…well He Said…”What Was All The Drilling?”
“Just like any child…continuous string of questions!”
We the time has come…I would much rather sit here and write while I finished my coffee this morning. BUT alas! I am off to get dressed for my early errand to the imaging facility. Yep! The rescheduled CT Scan…the doctor forgot to give him the required barium for the scan and he just finished drinking the last dose. He almost threw it back up! It was a sight but kudos to him for holding it down. I want to leave you with one more thought…
Have a great day!