I'm starting to live for Thursdays now. Today I did another 6:30-2ish shift. Don't get me wrong, I really enjoy what I do -- I've just never really been a morning person, so it's just strange to me at this point in my life that I've finally become someone who works early in the morning and has this little ... routine. I'm not sure I could do five days a week at 6:30 in the morning without suddenly cracking and throwing espresso in someone's face when they give me attitude. Thus far, the Good Lord has kept me from doing so even when people are particularly rude. I continue the perpetual smile, but in my mind I am plotting their demise. It will never come to fruition, mind you. But the plotting can't hurt. It gets me through the day, anyhow. How did I get off on THAT tangent!?
After that, I came home and got through my daily reading, and then took a nap for about an hour, threw clothes back on and went to rehearsal which we didn't get out of until about 9:50pm. Right now, it's wind-down time. I blog, I veg in front of the television watching a DVD episode of "Better Off Ted" which I find pretty funny most of the time. That's after getting the dishes started in the dishwasher and the laundry folded and the next laundry in the washer and the kids to help me gather up the trash for trash day in the morning and everyone to brush their teeth and our daughter to take her shower and all the kids in bed and the dogs out and the dogs back in. Ahhh. I LOVE wind-down time.
Not much reading, really. I'm trying to focus on "Under the Tuscan Sun" but it takes a bit more concentration than the last couple of books have, because I really want to focus on the language she's using and the pictures she's painting. I like her writing style, but, to me, it demands attention, because Mayes herself is so attentive to detail.
I've also been working my way through this audio book, "Firstlight". Today, Sue Monk Kidd (narrated by the weird-talking Kristen Wiig-SNL-character-voiced lady I mentioned yesterday) had a particularly nice story she told. Short, which is also good. I have a short attention span for listening to books while in traffic, as well I should. The story was about an elderly woman in her family that had taken great care in making a skirt with her very old sewing machine, and had put hours of hard work into the beautiful final product. Immediately thereafter, she pressed it and left it on the ironing board, and the iron fell on it, burning a large portion of the skirt and it couldn't be salvaged. The old woman shrugged, cut it into squares, and made a quilt out of it. Kidd remarked on how the disappointing tatters turned into something beautiful in the end, regardless of the sad turn of events. It's the most inspiring story I've heard thus far. So many times in life things are not what we want them to be. We can cry or curse or blame or take it out on others, but if we just shrug and put a little more hard work into the situation, God can turn it into something beautiful in the end.
Time for the vegetating in front of the television portion of my evening. Thanks for winding down with me!
SJS
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