(Dear Readers, i wrote this post yesterday evening, while blogger was doing a one hour update that ended up taking the entire night and threatened to steal away our most recent blog entries. But it didn't, and everything is now back to normal - so far as the eye can see - and now you can read what i meant to write last night. Weird, i know.)
It has been Monday all week long.
And i am so glad that Friday is only a sleep away.
On Friday mornings, my hubby and i have this unplanned tradition that i am coming to cherish. Every Friday morning, one of us gets paid, and every Friday morning, both of us need gas in our vehicles. So every Friday morning, we get up extra early and go to the gas station together, fill up two vehicles, and buy a gas station breakfast and coffee. And then we drive away to our separate work places.
I don’t know why i like that so much.
Maybe it’s the gassing up.
Maybe it’s the good coffee they sell at this particular gas station.
Maybe it’s probably enjoying a few moments of togetherness with my cherished husband. There are too few of those these days. It’s a break from the busy-ness.
And a saran-wrapped bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit.
It’s a break from the Mondays.