I finally had a chance to sleep in this morning but woke up at 5:20 and couldn't go back to sleep. Had all kinds of ideas of how I might spend this morning -- my gift to myself. Saturday mornings, in addition to enforcing the "Saturday room cleaning" rule we've had for 10 years, I like to sit at my desk and tell myself that I don't HAVE to do anything.
It's amazing how much I can get done when I want to....
So I'm at my desk and it's only 7:15. We have a fun day planned, only a few kids home, and things are looking promising for the day ahead.
If I could just let it go that one of our adult children who isn't here much, insists on doing laundry in the middle of hte night and throwing the rest of the clothes in the basket.
Maybe I should just rejoice that all of the rest of the kids in the house who do their own laundry are careful to fold things when they take them out of the dryer, and that I only have one left, though he is the oldest home, who won't.
Yeah, It's all on how you look at things.