It's Monday again. I think I'm ready this time.
I spent the last few days of the week catching up on some aggravating to-do's. And I thought that would help me feel better and back in control. And while it did help, it was not the help I was looking for.
Who knew that cooking would make all the difference?
From Friday's cupcakes, to Saturday's stroganoff, to Sunday's frittata… I think I'm about back to normal.
The weekend was good. I got lots of sleep and stayed in bed Sunday longer than normal. It's been awhile since I stayed wrapped up until 11:00 just because I could. I should be doing that more often.
Now that it's the beginning of the week, I feel recharged and ready to tackle the things that need to be tackled.
What didn't I get done this weekend? The laundry and organizing the hall closet. And I don't bloody care either. Yay!
And there's a whole bunch of dishes in the sink.
Here's to taking control of the chaos in my life.