Honestly figuring out how to earn a living sucks doesn't it?
Sometimes I think that I don't want to be a grownup anymore,
it's not nearly as much fun as it was supposed to be.
But then luckily there is a weekend at the end of each week.
A chance to catch up on the 101 chores that need doing
and to catch up on sleep and plan for the weekend ahead.
I spent the weekend cleaning and tidying the house,
doing all the washing and putting clean sheets on the beds.
I baked cookies and made lasagna for dinner.
I cleaned the stove and did all the dishes.
I entertained a very cute little boy while his mama was busy
and we made pizza for dinner and pancakes for breakfast.
I sewed up the hole under one of the panda's arms
and I sewed the binding down on a quilt.
I hung a few pictures on the wall and did the grocery shopping.
I went for a couple of walks in the fresh air
and I had a drink with a friend.
I started a scrap quilt for a little boy made from his dad's army uniforms.
All in all a productive weekend.
It was just what I needed really. Simple tasks that I could achieve
rather than stressing about the things that I cannot change right now.
The nice thing about Monday's is that its a fresh start.
Each week is a chance to make a difference,
to make good choices,
to make plans and to follow through with them.
Being a grown-up might not be a load of fun,
but luckily its more a process than a checklist of achievements.
This week I'm going to keep on working at being a grown up.