Manic Monday

It has definitely been a manic Monday here in my world. After my busy weekend, I did not want to get out of bed this morning. Of all days, my little people, did not want to get up this morning. They are usually up by 6, but this morning I had to wake them up at 6:45 so that we could leave on time. Ugh. Do you think they could do this when it’s my day off or on the weekend? So, no morning cuddles this morning.

Normally, they wake up ready to eat but this morning not so much. When it was time to leave they wanted to play. Putting boots, coats, hats and mittens on little people that don’t want to is not fun and I am sure to an outsider it sounded like I was beating them. Ugh. Add in the fact that going through the act of putting on these things every time we walk out the door is getting old! I almost left my house with all the lights on and then almost left without locking the door. I did leave without a coat but that was small compared to everything else. Seriously, I wanted to stop right then and there and crawl back into bed…and hide.

I am not a morning person, but motherhood forced it upon me 28 years ago. I’ve learned to adjust and go with the flow but some mornings, like this, I wanted a do over…to just go back to bed and get up and have another chance at it. I wanted to go back and have my morning cuddle time with the little people that normally starts my day.

After dropping the little people off at daycare, I had to take the young girl I mentor to school, which is in the same town that I work in. It’s a 35 minute drive so her and I had a chance to talk in peace and quiet. She spent the weekend with us and while we had a great weekend together, it is hard dropping her off because there is a part of me that just wants to hang on to her. Last night I stayed up until after midnight talking with her and I went to bed with an aching heart over this young woman, that has experienced more pain than any one person should ever have to. Later this week, I want to share how my weekend with her impacted me.

It was a tough day at work today because the woman I care for is suffering with such high pain and is very discouraged right now. Right now, her future looks bleak. It is hard to keep trying to give hope and encouragement to someone that is suffering, with no hopes of that changing. I try to be so strong for her but today I cried with her. Today, we had a quiet day, of her and I grieving together over the life she cannot live because of a body that will not let her.

My day didn’t get better with the news of there being a 100% chance of snow tonight, tomorrow and into Wednesday. And that the high for Thursday is -12. Enough already. They are saying that we could get at least a foot, along with 60 mile an hour winds, making it the worst blizzard in years…making it impossible to drive anywhere, which means I will not be going to work. As I look at the 2 feet of snow that is still sitting outside, this is not music to my ears. I have this sinking feeling that we will be making snowman bunnies at Easter time just like we did last Easter. Ugh.

After this manic day, I was really looking forward to going to my yoga class tonight but had to miss it because my husband came home late. Life happens. It doesn’t always fit into our plans does it?

On the bright side, my husband might not be able to go out on his milk route tomorrow either, so we could have a fun snow day together. I can only hope. On the bright side, I was able to be there for 2 hurting people, and not only made them smile but laugh as well. (I have a way of amusing people.)On the bright side, if we are snowed in, I will have time to catch up on your blogs and writing. I am thankful that we are all home safe in our warm home and are blessed with an abundance of food and we are without need, I am thankful that this manic Monday is almost to a close. A foot of snow or not, tomorrow will be a better day! How was your Monday?

PS Thanks for listening!