it's true, i like mondays.
there's something about monday that reminds me that all is well and normal in my household. routine can be incredibly comforting. and if your daily life has ever been thwarted, then you too know the pure joy you can feel when a morning goes exactly as expected...
my alarm clock sounds at 5:15a (which is technically 5:05a) which gives me the opportunity to snooze, until my cell phone sings RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW at what is ACTUALLY 5:15a, which means i am now pressing snooze for the last/final time. i will get up at 5:24a
this has become the only time of day that i am consistently available for 5k training. I AM A NIGHT OWL! so this new schedule has been like re-wiring chemistry. take comfort, i am NOT missing the days news - i'm just watching it now at 5:30a rather than 10p :)
this morning when i went downstairs, Maxwell (our almost 12-year-old gordon setter) was lying on the cement floor in front of the door to the workout/store room. i didn't dare touch him. i fear one of these mornings he's going to be cold and gone. i stepped over him, one of the cats jumped over him - i turned on the light and waited to see if his ribcage would expand. it did! huge sigh of relief. he is like our oldest kid. as a young pup he became a part of our home a few months before A. did.
c25k w8d1 was TOUGH! my goal of a 36:00 5k is beginning to feel unrealistic. but i KNOW i can beat my best time from last spring. first 5k is just under a month away.
at the conclusion of my workout, i wake up A.to get in the shower. when he's done he'll wake up C to shower. house fact - you want to be done with your shower before C. he takes the LONGEST HOTTEST showers and will use up every drop of hot water there is.
C is the closest to a "morning person" that this home has. in other words, he's the one that talks - the rest of us would be content to just stare and nod. this morning C had to tell me about his seemingly dramatic rescue of Tiger (his cat) who had become stuck under his bed. heroic start to his day/week!
our dryer runs every weekday morning - A. likes to put on warm less-wrinkled bounce-fresh clothes. whatever. it's a routine as humorously predictable as the volume of time he spends sitting on the bathroom counter for a close-up view of his "Bieber hair"
mondays also bring the routine of garbage and recycling. A is in charge of cleaning out cat litter box. D's diaper pail is setting in the hall. C empties the garbage cans. soon dad will roll out of bed just in time to organize the recycling before the truck arrives. prior to this i've already reminded A&C MANY times to be quiet (so dad and D stay asleep)
if you get a text, fb update or email from me early in the morning (prior to 7a) - you were top of mind while i was blow-drying my hair.
by now A&C have gotten themselves breakfast. do you know that my mom made me and my siblings a HOT breakfast EVERY school morning? memories. every school morning blessed by mom's home cooking and her prayers for our day. we linger with home-cooked breakfast on the weekends. what will my boys remember about their school mornings? blueberry eggos? hmmm, something for me to think about...
once it's near 7a C will be interrupting my hair-drying to get the morning temperature report. he always wants to know what the temperature is RIGHT now and what the high is going to be for the day. telling him similar to yesterday is not sufficient. he's digital. he's predicable with this question. it's routine. routine is comforting.
at some point before we all leave, i will receive a report - i'm no longer taking verbal tattling. if it's important enough that mom "needs" to know, then they can file a written report ...that i will read in the peace and quiet that's provided by my hairdryer :) can u believe that A. is not going to where his coat today?! it's only 27 degrees outside! yes, indeed, it's true. he comes to kiss his mother goodbye and he is not wearing a coat. i make him put his coat on - dad watches him take it back off by the time he reaches the end of the driveway. ah yes... he has just provided us something we can talk about at supper. it'll be a teachable moment (we are "love&logic" parents) about honesty, integrity, respect.
so often my short drive to work is blessed by a song that i turn up and sing VERY LOUDLY - today was one of those days:
Beautiful One by Jeremy Camp
Wonderful, so wonderful
Is your unfailing love
Your cross has spoken mercy over me
No eye has seen no ear has heard
No heart could fully know
How glorious, how beautiful you are.
Beautiful one I love you
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
Powerful so powerful
Your glory fills the skies
Your mighty works displayed for all to see
The beauty of your majesty
Awakes my heart to see
How marvelous how wonderful you are.
Beautiful one I love you
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
Beautiful one I love you
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
You opened my eyes to your wonders anew
You captured my heart with this love
Because nothing on Earth is as beautiful as you
You opened my eyes to your wonders anew
You captured my heart with this love
Because nothing on Earth is as beautiful as you.
Beautiful one I love you
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
Beautiful one I love you
Beautiful one I adore
Beautiful one my soul must sing
And you opened my eyes to your wonders anew
You captured my heart with this love
Because nothing on earth is as beautiful as you.
