lunches & laundry (soLs)
For a long time Sunday evenings have been a favorite time of mine. I like the way they wind down the weekend. I like the anticipation of a new week. However, last Sunday I had a new thought pop into my head:
The week is a little daunting looking at it from Sunday evening.
Yikes! I don’t want life to feel daunting. So I’m wondering why that thought hunkered down in my mind and remains there even now.
I think it comes down to lunches and laundry.
We pack our lunches, which means that each week we make about 30 sandwiches. Sixty slices of bread. Really? Sixty slices of bread? It’s daunting thinking about all of that bread and cucumbers and carrots and yogurt and applesauce and cheese and grapes and apples (not to mention writing all the little notes that must be tucked into lunch boxes).
This time of year means school clothes and play clothes every day for the kids. It means school clothes and practice clothes and game uniforms for Karianne. It means work clothes and after work clothes for Andy and me. This all boils down to a lot of dirty of laundry. It’s daunting to think about being buried alive under the piles of laundry.
I’m realizing at the end of the week I’ll have the proof I need that even though the school routine changes the pace of our lives and even though I have to shift the way I organize, it is still a very good thing. We are still a happy family. We still have time for the important things like eating dinner together and blowing bubbles in the front yard and reading books. And with time lunches and laundry won’t seem so daunting, but instead they will be yet another reminder of the blessings filling my life. After all, I’m the lucky mommma who has a healthy, active, vibrant family.