Monday post - Twenty Minutes Before Monday ends
My Mondays are long and I LOVE it that way. I generally take the weekend off but I ALWAYS take Sundays off. There was a time when that was really difficult for me. When things get quiet, my brain is busy, and it wants to be able to explore and play, create, build, document, MOVE NEEDLES FORWARD. But Sunday is the day that I observe the Sabbath in my faith and so it's very different than any other day of the week. When my brain wants to be busy on Sundays, I put it towards studying gospel related topics, doing genealogy, pondering, journaling or writing spiritual thoughts to share with others. And I LOVE Sunday naps and snuggles. But by the time Monday morning comes around... I'm like a slingshot that's been pulled back all weekend and tension is built up and ready to be released! Some days, like today, I take a few hours in the middle of the day to spend with my girls if they've been with their dad for the weekend. Today we went shopping for seeds and supplies for this year's garden and then finished with our daily ritual of driving while listening to music and talking about life. Then I got back to work while my youngest, who's now 14 going on 32, got to work on planting seeds. I worked on a few projects with a few stretch breaks while she worked on the garden, the got to work on a sewing project. She's working on two different dresses and she quite the seamstress. Tomorrow she'll be making homemade Chicken Alfredo from scratch. We cross paths frequently, she and I, and her sister (my third for four daughters, who's almost 18 and preparing to launch out of the nest) occassionally intersects for meals or trips to the park or late night sister drives with music and something yummy. There is so much freedom in their daily lives that they have no comprehension of because it's always been like this. I've always been home (well, since my oldest was one year old) and crafts and projects and independence with family interaction has always been what home life was like.