No sarcasm, I really do have a soft spot for Monday. It gets a bad wrap. Too many people look at it as "I have to go back to work" day. How about we look at it as "I'm thankful for a job" day. Does that make any sense? I am grateful for my back to work day. It gives me a chance to get myself ready for the week and put my house back in order. Mondays give me a fresh start. No matter what the previous week held for me, I get to start anew.
In our house, Mondays mean clean sheets on the bed. It's fresh towels in the bathroom. It's getting all of the weekend-ness out of the house. I love weekends. I just don't always like how things seem to get thrown to the wayside. I like my home to be dusted, vacuumed...fresh. Don't get me wrong, it's a household of six right now. It's most definitely lived in. I don't have the "magazine ready" house. I don't really want it. I have a home where people aren't afraid to come in, sit down, put their feet up and relax. It makes our weekends so fun. We enjoy having our friends/family out.
All of that being said, it's time to get off my tookus and get moving. It doesn't magically happen, contrary to what the children may think. As a "gift" to you, I am posting a picture in the hopes it brightens your day a bit. It's one of my favorites. I sometimes need reminding of why I love it here, esp when it's so darn cold!
A Montana Sunrise
May you have a peaceful Monday.
~Ash
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