My sweet Cobbie dog does not like thunderstorms. This morning around 6:15, thunder started rolling across the coast, and it was almost with a panic that it woke up me. I rolled to the sweet husband and told him we needed to get the Thundershirt. We stumbled around; the dogs went out were fed. I found the Thundershirt in the corner and strapped Cobbie into it before crawling back into the bed. I would have let her up with us, just because, you know…she was scared…but Bourbon was beside the bed and we didn’t need both of them snuggled up with us.
As we drifted back to sleep, the thunder continued to rumble through the neighborhood, bringing his sister lightning and what was apparently torrential rain began. Storms are perfect times to sleep, and we certainly did. So did my Cobbie, who was content to lounge on her cushion and sleep the hours away with us.
It makes for a lazy day. We eventually got up around 10, and I had my coffee and completed my morning pages out on the front porch. I think I’d like to make the front porch my regular morning pages writing place. It’s so pleasant out there. Except for the flies. I need a fly catcher apparently.
There were naps and some shopping and the garden is finally in, which leads us into prep for the week. The laundry is mostly done, and we’ve got lunches ready to roll. Dinners too. Sweet husband begins his summer classes and his summer job tomorrow, which means some adjustment to my schedule as his is accommodated. And that works.
There’s always a bit of a twinge when Sunday night rolls around. I miss being a teacher and having at least a few weeks of time during the summer that belonged solely to me, to do with as I pleased. There were very few summers when I didn’t have something to do – course work for an advanced degree, professional development, work at school – but there was always a week or two when I could stay up as late as I wanted, sleep as late as I wanted, lounge about reading as many books as I wanted. I’d love to have that again, but I don’t see that happening any time soon. And that’s OK. I have to work towards getting myself into a place where I have that schedule, even if it isn’t within the parameters of a school system.
My goals for the week include:
- Walking every morning and home in time to talk at least 3 nights during the week.
- At least 1 photo each day with the new camera.
- Take my vitamins every day.
- Work through the pile of stuff on my desk and get caught up.
- Attach one side of the Weekender to the top and bottom
- Write every day
- Spend at least 30 minutes reading each day.
How did your weekend wrap up? What are you hoping to accomplish in the coming week?