Ahhhh, Monday fabulous Monday…. wait… what? Really? I mean I have a mountain of laundry to do – and as if the pile that the three of us makes isn’t large enough, the dog has to add to it. Ahh the love… the love. No, Monday’s are not fabulous… just the day where things go back to the grind here at home.
Speaking of getting back to the grind… is it just me, or why does it seem that come Monday, the house looks like it was attacked by a tornado over the weekend? I’m not trying to say that my home is in perfect shape throughout the week – just ask my husband… it’s far from perfect and I am far from being little miss Suzy Homemaker or the domestic diva I one day wish to be… it just that it seems to get so much worse on the weekends. Maybe it’s because we are out of the house more on the weekends than any other day… but then, shouldn’t the house be cleaner because of that? I’m so confused.
Monday’s are laundry days here in our home… I always start the day thinking “This is it… this is the week that I get all of the laundry done in one day!”… but that is hardly ever the case. I get through washing and drying about 5 loads… not all of which are able to be folded, because my little helper likes to pull everything out of the laundry basket! (It’s so cute … when the clothes haven’t already been folded of course, not so much when they have… he just starts whipping out the socks right and left with this huge smile on his face).
For some reason, Noah also seems to be crabbier on Mondays (with the exception of when he’s “helping” me). I think it’s a combination of him missing his daddy when he goes back to work and that he has to get back into the “weekly” routine again. Ray was able to witness it first hand last week… he had to come home at lunch to bring his car to have some repairs done, so he worked from home the rest of the day. He’s heard me say before that Noah acts up more on Mondays and boy did he ever… he napped for about 45 minutes total between his 2 naps (and I’m being generous with the time… I doubt it was even that long) and would just screech and complain throughout the whole day.
Needless to say… I’m happy when Monday is over and Tuesday rolls around… I still usually have a mountain of work to do… finish laundry and clean the house in general, as well as get my Tell it Tuesday post written and posted… but it’s so much easier when the boy is happy and not clinging to my ankles. Not to mention it puts us another day closer to the weekend… so that we can do it all over again!
What are your Mondays like? Does a tornado find it’s way through your home on the weekends too or is it just mine?