There is a book titled, “Everyday is Friday.” The title intrigued me so I gave it a read. After finishing I told my husband that my book would be called, “Everyday is Monday!” “Every day is Monday,” has become a joke around our house. In fact last year my husband made me a shirt that states is big letters, “Every Day is Monday!”
I am not a pessimist. I am just stating the facts. Life can be crazy. Let me give you an example. Sunday morning I woke up early. I needed some medicine for my stomach. As I went to the kitchen I could hear a mouse in the cabinets. Not sure which cabinet, but that about sent me over the edge. I realized I had some of the medicine in my purse. Therefore I avoided reaching in the cabinet. We did catch two mice in the past few days. I am a little on edge when it comes to mice. Just thinking about these rodents in my home made it difficult to fall back to sleep.
I eventually did fall back to sleep. When I got out of bed Since it was still very early in the morning, I worked on cleaning the house. Despite being a little sleepy, the morning was going great! I did one last job before leaving for church. I went to the laundry room and worked on the laundry. Afterwards, I continued getting Tristan ready for the day. I was almost ready to leave the house. Then I noticed a big puddle of water by the back patio door. I thought to myself, “Hmmm.., this doesn’t smell bad. It can’t be a dog accident.” I then thought I better follow the puddle. I followed the water right into the laundry room. I couldn’t believe it. The washing machine broke. There was water everywhere. I used every towel I could find to soak up all the water. Next I decided I better empty the washing machine. Since I was unsure if the water was leaking from the inside of the washing machine, I decided I better empty it. Tristan was watching me emptying the water into a mop bucket. Then I went to the kitchen sink to dump out the water. He looked quite intrigued by this process. I assured him this was not some new game! I told him I did not think this was fun! I am sure this activity looked quite strange to him. I was kind of frazzled before leaving for church. I thought, “I should just stay home because we are Now going to be late.” I decided that everyone does best when we stick to our routine. On our way to church we went.
When we arrived at church, I tried to settle Tristan in the playroom. He was not doing so well. I decided I should just stay with him. After about 15 minutes, he opened the window in the playroom. It is a low level window. He decided to work on a new activity, throwing toys out the window!!! After several failed attempts to re-direct him, I finally said, “Tristan do you want to play at church or go home?” He answered, “Home.” I decided it was time to go back home.
That was my Sunday.
On Monday morning I walked into my assigned classroom. There was a substitute in the room I had never worked with before. This co-worker, asked about my weekend. He really did not know anything about me.
He asked, “Did you have a nice weekend?”
I replied, “It was okay.”
He followed up with, “Would you repeat the weekend?”
I immediately answered, “No I would not repeat this weekend.”
That was not enough to suffice him.
He wanted to know details. So I continued, “The washing machine broke.”
He commented about working on the Sabbath.
I said, “We did go to church. That did not work out so well either. My special needs-son had a difficult day. We came home early.” I decided to leave the mouse situation out of this dialogue. I assumed he probably heard enough of my weekend.
He ended the conversation, “Oh so your Sunday was a Monday!”
I smiled inside and thought to myself, “Finally I have been validated, Every day is a Monday!”
Enjoy another healthy dose of laughter from our home!