Friday, February 27, 2009
My one day
So, monday through friday I get up at 5;00a.m. As ridiculous as this sounds, I get up, get on the treadmill, read my bible, get the kids ready, get myself ready and go about my day. On Sunday, I get up, Tyler needs to be at church at 8:00a.m., we do big breakfast and we all go to church. This leaves me one day. One day to sleep in. One day to not rush around like a crazy person. One day. Saturday. Saturday is sacred. It's not like I sleep until noon, I am usually up by 8:00 or 8:30, but it's more about the freedom.
I don't have to make lunches. I don't have to drive someone early to school. I don't have to go to work and make coffee for the masses. I can watch some silly movie on Lifetime or sit in my pajamas until noon. Although, I do sometimes drive Tyler to church in my robe and slippers. Who is really up at 8:00a.m. on a Sunday morning? And who are they to judge me on the Sabbath day? If it has snowed over four inches, and there is a possibility that I may get stuck, I get dressed. No one wants to see some lady in her P.J.s pushing her minivan out of a snow drift. Tragic.
Saturdays make me happy. For no reason at all except that there is no rhyme or reason to them. It is a relaxing day. A possible no shower day, although I usually give in by 4:00, just to be clean. I hate the greasy hair thing. It's why I don't camp. Greasy hair. Yucko.
Which day of the week is your day? If you don't have a day, I say claim one. If you have really small babies, this is going to be impossible, but know that your day is coming. I promise you will some day have your day. I never thought I would either, but it is a possibility. Saturdays for nothing do exist and they are worth it. Take a pajama day, it's totally worth it.
What is your indulgence? Sleeping in? Staying in? Movie marathon? What is it, tell me, I would love to know.
God bless you and yours.