Mondays seem to roll around a bit faster than any other day.
Must be because it's the most dreaded day of the week.
But I can't think like that. It's a new day. And something wonderful will happen today.
If not for me, then for you.
And that is something we have to believe.
I've taken a vacation... my second of the year.
I also found it necessary to take a vacation from the House of LadyLee.
I am in no ways tired of blogging. I really like my blog, you know. I just needed to get a little time freed up to reevaluate my priorites and needs at the moment. My mind has been in limbo, while my world continues to move forward, and move forward a bit to fast.
Priorities have been reevaluated, reset. I have given myself some time to step into new routines, and doing things that I have let slip ever so slightly. Things that are better for my heart and spirit.
And I am all the better for it.
Blogging fits in there somewhere. Not a hundred percent where "somewhere" is, but it has it's place. More conducive to my creativity than anything...
My weekend. I had a decent weekend. Got home from Mexico on Thursday afternoon. (It is HELLACIOUS getting back into the country through the ATL airport.) So as a result I had a three day weekend.
Friday, I slept in. Then that afternoon, I hung out with Nikki's Mom, helping her sort some of her things out. I myself was on yarn duty, and Nikki had a LOT of yarn. So we spent several hours sorting, unraveling, and rolling yarn. I had a lot of fun, and it felt good to laugh and joke with Nikki's fam.
And I hadn't cried much that week, so this was really good to go over and not be beside myself.
Saturday, I didn't do much of anything. I unpacked, and lazied around the house. It was sunny that morning, so I slept in. But I decided to make a dash to the eastside to do some grocery shopping, and on my way home, at around 3:30 in the afternoon, the bottom fell out the sky.
I never seent so much rain in my life. I thought I missed all that when I was in Mexico, because the ATL westside surburbs flooded something terrible. But the Saturday rain was the last "hoo-rah", I suppose, and let's just say, it took me about 45 minutes to drive 15-20 miles home. We got about 4 inches of rain.
But I made it home safely, and that's all that matters.
Sunday was quiet as well. I did A LOT of housecleaning. This was good, but in a way it wasn't because I've been dealing with a stomach bug since Friday, and I aggravated all of that, so much so that I didn't make my Sunday finance meeting.
Let's just say it was best for me to stick around the house, lol.
So here we are, back at Monday morning. I am a little remiss about going back to work today... It will be full of complaints, full of slights that are thrown to make me feel guilty about taking time off.
I will never apologize for needing some "me" time.
My job is not the bane of my existence.
I am not my job.
My job is not my source. God is my source.
Thank goodness for that.
I did much praying this morning, just so I can stand in the face of all that, and not let it get me down.
Because, you know, I will be taking more vacations. More time off, you see.
I will be doing that on purpose.
This vacation opened me up to a whole new world...
I ain't never been nowhere before where, when you step out of your travel van...
There's a dude standing there...
...with a glass of chilled champagne, and a cold wet towel for my face.
They don't do that type of thang at the Motel 6, shorty...
I guess that's what 4 and 5 star is all about, hunh?
Stay tuned for vacay pics this week...
And in the meantime, have a good week... on purpose.
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