If you’re like me, the reality of Monday morning stings a little. After a weekend mixture of relaxation, quality family time, and catching up on house projects, I often go to bed on Sunday evening feeling energized and ready to take on
the world the week ahead. I fall asleep dreaming of how this will be the week I exercise more, make sure my kids eat lots of veggies, clean out the fridge, walk the dog at least twice a day, make important phone calls, organize my work files, make time for creative writing, weed the garden, finally get around to doing projects ABCDEFG…well, you get the picture.
Unfortunately, somewhere between the hours of 10 pm and 6 am, all this energy, excitement, and determination leaves my body. I wake up Monday morning only somewhat bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and soon become overwhelmed by all of the realities that face me: leftover laundry to put away, a child with an ear ache, dog puke on the floor, a car that won’t start, uncooperative weather, etc. — CAN I GO BACK TO BED NOW???
The older I get, the easier I am with making room for the realities of life. I won’t lie, I’m a dreamer and a planner who still finds it frustrating when things and events don’t go exactly as planned. For example, here is a list of recent dreams and plans that were subjected to the bittersweet kisses of reality.