Last week was busy, stressful and tiring, and I'm glad it's over. The weekend is ending on a lighter note, with a sense of accomplishment in some of the house tasks we were able to accomplish. Every bit of progress we make toward sorting thru the his/mine/ours clutter and getting our house organized gives us hope that there will come a time when Sundays are once again for kicking back and relaxing, or planning something fun. We have a long way to go yet, and long list of projects, but it's getting better and we're both happy with our efforts and the results.
Work is stressful at the moment, lots of personal drama involving my coworker desk partner and my supervisor. I'll elaborate more on that at another time. Suffice it to say that it can be tiring to be somewhat in the middle and also to know that additional work is going to fall into my lap because of medical issues they both face. One does AP's one does AR's. I don't enjoy accounting stuff, I'm not in love with numbers. They are absolutes and I don't see the world as black and white. So it will be a struggle for me to learn new tasks and I don't relish it. However, I will do what I must do. That's life. It won't hurt me to acquire some new skills... I guess.
Friday night turned out fun. John's boss was taking his newly restored classic car to the local drag strip for the first time. John really wanted to go. I was tired from the week and not too thrilled about the prospect, but it turned out to be a great time. I've seen drag racing on tv but never in person, and it really is exciting... and noisy! His boss's car is beautiful and he did really well in the time trials. Racing begins next week. He was very pleased that we came and for John's help. John has worked at the drag strip in years past and knows the ins and outs.
I sometimes think there are very few things John hasn't done in his 55 years of life. I am going to start writing his story this year, as a gift to his children. It may turn into a good book. The things he has experienced, survived and overcome are a testament to his perseverance and his ability to maintain a loving heart and make good things happen in his life. I wonder if I would be able to do half as well. More stories for another day.
The time change...ugh. I really hate it and I think it's purely stupid. (Pardon the venting.) It takes a week or more to adjust to getting up earlier. I can pretty much judge the morning time by the amount of light coming thru the window and most often I wake myself up a few minutes before the alarm clock goes off. Our furkids also have internal time clocks and the change confuses them as well. Thankfully, most of the electronic devices we have now are self-adjusting so we didn't have too many clocks that had to be reset. I will not like getting up early tomorrow. I will try not to grumble. :-)
The week ahead is going to be hectic and demanding, but I am focusing on doing it one day at a time. I know I can handle that, and will just do the best I can with it. Lots of good things coming up later in the week, including the Celtic Heritage Scottish-Irish Faire which we will both love. John is of Scottish/Irish heritage so it will be a fun weekend.
Guess I'd better stop here and head to bed. The laundry didn't make it on the schedule this weekend. I wonder if I could go to work in one of my kaftans. No, probably not. Time to hunt thru the closet and see what I can put together. I wish you all a good week ahead. Remember to live in the moment, and to take time to count your blessings!