While many people dread Monday, I find that it's Sunday that often has me a bit unravelled. Technically it's still the weekend, we're often anticipating and preparing for the week ahead. As, parents we're never truly "off" and many of us spend this day doing chores around the house - changing sheets, organizing schedules, planning meals and grocery shopping - if we're not busy driving the children off to their various sporting ventures or playdates and get togethers. Most of us don't have to be up at the crack of dawn and can enjoy leisurely mornings and generally speaking, we don't have to rush off to the office or work, but we're most likely gearing up for the week as well. Sunday is that one day that bridges the weekend (Saturday) to the beginning of the work week. I really think we ought to petition for 3 day weekends!
As I sit and write this piece I have all three of my three children with me in the family room. I have one in pajamas - he has a terrible cold; 2 of them are on their iDevices and one is doing homework. My daughter and I went to see Cinderella which was wonderful and if you have young children, or medium children, or even big children, you should go. My middle boy was given a few chores to keep him occupied while we were out. In addition to babysitting his younger brother, he had to hang and fill the bird feeders, remove the white metal Christmas deer which had been standing waist-deep in snow until just recently, as well as the Christmas lights that hung on the bushes and bring in all the extension cords. I spent the morning doing laundry. We decorated our Easter eggs late in the afternoon and early evening I started dinner.
Each weekend, usually on Sundays, I get my groceries for the week. I also pick up some flowers for myself. Lately I've been on a tulip kick. And while I love all tulips I've recently been drawn to peaches and oranges - bright vibrant tangerine colored oranges that illuminate the room. They make me happy. They brighten my mood. Now when I run all my Sunday errands I look forward to getting my flowers every Sunday. They're the first thing I see when I come into the family room on Monday morning where I sit with my coffee and quietly await the sun to rise and my day to start. Flowers and coffee - they're just what I need to ease into my Monday gracefully.
Below are some images I've just pulled from my Instagram - Images of the many flowers that have brought me so much joy on Monday mornings and all the other days during the past year.
My ritual of Sunday flowers started about a year ago. They make my Monday mornings brighter and lovelier - and they continue to do the same through the week. If you haven't any fresh flowers at home, I might suggest you pick some up on the way home. I guarantee they'll make all the difference.