In my world, Mondays rock. I don’t say that to rub it in your face if you’re sitting sleepily behind a desk this morning. I feel your pain. I used to loathe Mondays. When I was a teacher…yowzers. Some Mondays were just torture. I spent half of every Sunday dreading Monday. And when I was a college graduate working at the local IGA, counting down the days to my wedding, Mondays were murder. I can’t even think about it, or I break out in hives.
These days, Monday says to me–fresh start, getting everything back in order after the weekend and (hopefully) a day of rest (and no housework). What will this week hold?? What kinds of adventure and excitement? What sales will I find on foodstuffs? Who does God want me to meet online? How can I use my gifts to serve Him?
I suppose it’s not all peaches and cream. I had wicked cramps all day yesterday, and they’re still lingering. The house is a wreck. I’ve never been this far behind on dishes. Nina was up three or four times in the middle of the night. Livi has bites on her (bedbugs? there’s an epidemic of them in Ohio, I hear), so I need to wash all their sheets and vacuum up any potential buggies. Lots to do before our road trip to Kentucky Thursday.
Speaking of that, Gail told me yesterday that we’d be leaving her church at 4pm Friday for Living Proof Live. I had a dream last night that it was 4:33pm on Friday, and I hadn’t left Columbus–or packed a thing. It was awful.I was running around like a crazy woman, peeling potatoes and stuff. I finally called someone (?) and asked if they could rewind my dream to Thursday so I could make it on time. My request was granted.
We’re going to the Louisville Zoo on Friday with Gail’s family and hopefully Krista’s too. It’s going to be our first official stop on the Whirlwind Zoo Tour. (I haven’t blogged about this, have I?) Basically, I want to visit as many zoos as I can with my family (in a year? two years?), stay with people along the way, learn about God through His creation, and write a book about it. My new pink thrift store journal is my Official Zoo Journal, and I really can’t even tell you how excited I am about all of this. (and I know it doesn’t sound all that exciting at the moment, but once I share more, I’m sure you’ll just be jumping up and down.)
If you live near a zoo (within an hour or two), and you’d be willing to let our family spend the night at your house sometime, let me know! I don’t have to know you in real life. You’d be surprised to know the people I’ve had spend the night at my house when I’d never even met them–Kristen, Jamie…those kind of people. 🙂
I’m trying to kill lots of birds with a few stones (bad analogy for a zoo trip), so if you have a MOPS group or retreat or something, and you need a speaker (me), that would be cool to work a zoo trip around. I’m just going to be doing a lot of praying, some planning, and see what happens. My girlies aren’t going to be little for long, and I want to make the most of these golden years.
Well, my dirty dishes are yelling my name in derision, so off I go. Hope your day is filled with lots of joy! Thanks for praying for my sister! Have a great week!