Today is Saturday. I came to hate Saturdays a few months ago when I realized every one was a disappointment. My husband comes home from work on Friday evening to hear a chorus of, "Yay, it's the weekend!"
Then Saturday shows up, and it's all work work work do do do slave slave slave and desperately try to live up to everyone else's expectations.
But not today.
Today, as many other Saturdays, there was no "plan".
And we didn't laze around and waste the day, (although I did sleep past, gulp, 9 AM!!) we talked about what needed doing. And then did it. I made a grocery list. And then went. to. the. store. I haven't gone Grocery Shopping in over a month. Don't get me wrong, I've been there, but only to get X Y or Z. Not to actually shop up and down the aisles.
Bill started repairing our posts out front. We realized we only needed to replace parts of them, and so it wasn't going to be expensive. He did 3 today.
I cleaned my bathroom counter/sinks. And mopped. And did laundry.
The boys took out their steers. And clipped their hair. And did chores.
Life is good. I need to go sit with the boy. He loves me, and he will only be 3 for a short time!
3 comments:
I'm so glad to see you posting again. I missed you.
Go love on that 3 year old. Three has always been my favorite age.
hugs to you too, Kathy b
I need to force myself to do those things around here. It is hard when everyday feels like a saturday. Any suggestions?
Sarah, In a word, www.motivatedmoms.com.
Nuff said!
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