A Case of the Mondays

The vacation post are being interrupted by a case of the Mondays.

“But he said to me, `My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me” ~ 2 Corinthians 12:9

I tried to keep up with vacation posts. But blogger didn't agree with me Friday morning. Then a super fun day (more on that later this week) turned into a long drive home - 2am Saturday morning long. I was up by 5:15am, and working by 7am. I enjoyed being supermom last week, having it all together, being called a hero a couple times, often hearing I was insane or crazy by the random people we met during our adventure.

Now the house is a mess, there is at least five loads of laundry to tackle, dishes to do, meal planning and grocery shopping is beckoning.

Mason is 4 months today, celebrating by being incredibly fussy, which is very usually for my happy baby.

Norah is morning the loss of her paci, she threw it away in St. Louis. I intend to hold strong and not give it back, but trust me right now, I feel like walking back into her room and giving it back.

Grant thinks that everyday should now include a big outing like everyday held for him last week. Now I am trying to remind him the pleasure of enjoying our beautiful backyard on a spectacular fall day holds an adventure for him.

I want to get our house painted yesterday, but the painters I have contacted are less that helpful at returning phone calls and wanting money from us to do this job. If the house isn't painted this fall then we won't put the house on the market until next May at the earliest, I don't know if I can be patient for that.

Jason's job is wonderful for flexibility but it is also a newer business which brings and often comes with stress that we feel. I pray that it works itself out.

For me, I want to curl up on the coach, shut the outside world out for the day, catch up the happenings of the weekend by looking at FB, reading the news and watching the highlights of all the great Wisconsin sports I missed this weekend while taking care of patients. And while I love being a nurse, my job has been less than desirable recently.

Now to be me, I need to end this on a positive note, that I why my husband married me, or so he tells me. I am ultimately an optimists, I have to believe in the good of people. While often my job leaves me questioning this, I do believe things could just be so much worse, and am happy where I'm at right now. So I will now try and push my case of the Mondays aside and get to it. Hopefully the week will end with my parent visiting which will be wonderful. Now time to snuggle with my baby, this time is precious and fleeting.




This smile knows how to chase the Mondays away!