a new week, a new pile of good intentions

I think those pics were from Saturday.  Weekends are a very long blur of attempted naps, short outings, bleariness, and long nights with cranky guests (work).  Hmm.  I crash into my deep, drool-y sleep on Sunday night with a head full of hope for the next morning.  Monday is when I start again- drag my tired and achy self out of bed and attempt to start the week with my best foot forward- in all arenas.  Eat right, go running, clean things (all and any), get the bills out (Monday morning is bill pay time), save money, take care of business, plan fun things for the tot, read all the news I missed over the weekend, start new books… just everything.

This past weekend went better than some.  We have had a bit of a schedule change that was a little hard to adjust to (my husband had to work Saturday morning) but luckily my sister accompanied us to our local cafe of choice.  I was tired so I hardly noticed that she was giving my son gelato for breakfast.  I guess that was my first thought forward into this week: fruit and veggie heavy, no ice-cream… Work was hectic but not much different than it ever is.  I am getting good at putting up with people and their ridiculous whims.  Have I ranted before about middle-aged upper-middle class white people yet?  Maybe I shouldn’t do that.  Another goal for the new week: try not to pigeonhole upper middle aged, upper-class white people… right?  Oops.

I came home from work yesterday and got a brief (2 hour) nap in before heading out to view, uhm, a movie.  What movie?  Well, unless you have seen it and have had the same response I chose to withhold that information.  The ladies I viewed this movie with were also hypnotized by the singing and the dancing and the colors, etc.  I woke up this morning thinking about how maybe I need a little more of that sort of thing these days.  More singing and dancing.  More colors.  I am still planning on painting the apartment.  Happy music blasts most of the day around here.  Maybe I need to see more musical theater/movies.  This goes against a lot of what people believe to be true about me, for some reason.  Maybe I mislead people.  I am happy and bubble-y, I swear I am!!

We did have another death in the family this weekend.  This one was foreseen and, though he was someone I knew my whole life, someone I was not very close to.  My parents must be immediately known to everyone who works at the hospital and the funeral home where they live.  What a year!!  I don’t know what sort of resolve that shot into this week.  I have given the fact that a whole generation of my family has become extinct.  I suppose I need to make sure I take care of the treasures I got from them.  Its all kind of strange.  I have no “great”(the prefix)-anythings left on one side of my family.  Dismal business, this… so unlike a frolic-y musical.

So it is Monday afternoon.  We played outside for a few hours this morning.  I ate old fashioned oats and dried pineapple for breakfast.  I ran a couple of errands, paid a couple of bills… I think we are off to a start of some kind.  I can’t remember what is supposed to happen this week.  Maybe we have no plans?  Yes! That is it!! I have ZERO THINGS PLANNED this week.  How can that be? I just don’t know!  I have to make good use of that!  Clean? So boring! Maybe the child and I can have some amazing day trip.  Any suggestions?  Wow- a week and no one is visiting and I have not promised to do one thing with/for anyone.  Run? Clean? Beach? Hmm. I am not even sure what I will do with the rest of this day!