when I was still commuting to work, every Monday morning I would make my bed and think, "Another work week lies ahead." It would seem like I already did that scenario only a few minutes before. A whole week condensed to mere minutes of monotony. Now it's grocery shopping or running errands, Wasn't I just at the store or gas station or bank? And everyday you have to worry about what to fix for dinner, especially since I'm trying to be healthier and not flying with the mood of the moment. And dust keeps collecting where I know I just cleaned. Laundry never ends. This unending repetition and monotonous chores hit me while I was cleaning the patio and pulling weeds. A flower bed is never weed-free. I will never reach a day when I can sit back and say my yard is done for the week. I might be done, but the yard is constantly growing and changing. Morning glory and ivy will not go away. No one is immune from taking out the garbage on a regular basis for pick up or cleaning or car washing. When you become obsessed with it or feel overwhelmed, is that a sign you need a vacation? No, can't leave the dust and the grass alone that long. |