The last few days have been "crazy busy" and beautiful. We've spent time with friends and family enjoying our freedom to assemble for fun, food and fellowship. We've cried tears with friends--tears of joy for our re-union and tears of pain and sorrow for losses.
We've been to two parties and two churches. We've heard good news and bad news. We saw fireworks in two different towns (maybe three as we could see some going off in the direction of Mt. Dora from our back yard). We've also spent time with church members doing outreach over the holidays. It seems as if the weekend spun like a whirling top of boundless energy.
Perpetual motion is good but at some point, the top finally stops and we need to take a little time aside to re-group. Monday is to be that way with me. I hope to spend a little time in the pool with the kids and do some light housework. Other than that, I have no Monday plans. Monday will be mellow at least for the first half of the day. I'm not saying that I will spend no time writing or communicating on Facebook nor doing any other household chore, but I have no agenda for the day that has to be done. Whatever I accomplish and whatever time I spend on chores will be enough. I will sit and plan the rest of the week perhaps.
Summer is flying by.
Right now I long for those lazy, hazy days of summer that we heard of in years gone by. I want and need to experience a day of "Summertime, when the living is easy" so if you wish to come to my house tomorrow to see me, come on over. I'll be in casual attire and probably sipping a flavored iced tea drink (herbal and decaf of course). I won't have pretty hair or makeup. I might not even wear my shoes (oh, my!). If you want to see my house, please make an appointment. It will not be a museum tomorrow, I promise. But I shall be relaxed, Lord-willing.
As a recovering perfectionist, I have to take a stand against perfectionism in my home by purposely taking it easy once in a while. I'm not a really good homemaker but I do obsess about cleanliness enough that I don't have company often and I've discovered that my areas and gifting of hospitality are not in the category of entertaining-I wish they were. I do love to have guests but strongly dread the prep and clean up part-I'm weird. There, you have one of my quirks to gawk at. Now you know. I'm OCD on some things. So why fight it? Why not just accept it? Well, I'm doing a bit of both. I realize a flaw in myself but will not let it rule me.
As Paul says, "I will not be mastered by anything...I buffet (no, not bufet) my body and keep it under submission." This applies not only to work and self discipline but also to rest and relaxation. We can't let life or compulsions for anything to rule our lives, but let our minds and spirits rule our actions and our down time.
I attended parties-that may seem like R and R to some but that is not rest to me. I enjoy the people but there is a certain amount of stress in that level of socialization, not to mention food prep, clean up, etc.
A "Sparky Sanguine" by nature, I love the mingling and chatting. I love watching the kids play and the adults interact. I don't do well with planning that kind of thing. At least, not like I used to. I love the synergy at a party but at some point in time, all that energy comes crashing down and I need rest. That is where I stand now.
Well, I've rambled enough. Not much spiritual content in today's post. Just a little steam let out by a wannabe veggie for a day.
What are you doing to "veg" after the busy holiday weekend? Or is it "just another manic Monday"?
Enough busyness for me for a day or two.
So here I go....
Goodbye Wacky Weekend. Hello, Mellow Monday.