Monday, Monday.....
Ba...da....ba da da da....Ba....da....ba da da da....you know the words....that's how I feel today. Now try getting that catchy tune out of your head. The Mamas and the papas summed it up....Monday, monday...can't trust that day.
Sometimes that's how Mondays are for me. Can't trust how I'll feel....especially after a relaxing weekend at the cabin, topped off by a day at the beach. It always takes me a while to just get going on Monday. And, here it is, already noon, I'm still in my pajamas and trying to find my purpose for the day. It's been that way a lot lately. Don't know if it's Dad's death, can't really put my finger on it. Maybe it's that "mid-life, peri-menopausal" thought process. Who knows? As for me, I guess I'll just have to go through the motions while I'm sifting it out.....yeah, just sifting and sorting it out.
Sometimes that's how Mondays are for me. Can't trust how I'll feel....especially after a relaxing weekend at the cabin, topped off by a day at the beach. It always takes me a while to just get going on Monday. And, here it is, already noon, I'm still in my pajamas and trying to find my purpose for the day. It's been that way a lot lately. Don't know if it's Dad's death, can't really put my finger on it. Maybe it's that "mid-life, peri-menopausal" thought process. Who knows? As for me, I guess I'll just have to go through the motions while I'm sifting it out.....yeah, just sifting and sorting it out.
posted by Million Dollar Mary at 9:33 AM
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Kinda reminds you of a flour sifter that we used to use when we made brownies or cake or cookies?
Sift once, lightly spoon into the measuring cup and level it....then resift again.
Perhaps life is a little like that....
I know what you mean about Dad's passing.....I still think about it a lot. Mom seems to be doing well, but maybe keeping busy is her way of coping. I know that we all do it differently. No right or wrong way....just our own way.
The first week I came back to work, I was in a total fog....and I still am in a work funk....but that's more that I don't like my job than anything. However, I need the job, so I just push on through.
Look at it this way...if I went to work in my pjs, I'd be arrested. *grin*
Smile, Mary.....it's okay to be in a Monday funk.....
Enjoy your day!!
Hey Peggy:
Thanks for the words of wisdom...they really helped. I appreciate that I'm not the only one in a fog...it sure seems as thick as pea soup lately.
Love ya bunches,
Mary
Pea soup with ham chunks here in NC.
Same reason. Maybe I'm waiting for the boomerang to come back again. I find myself looking at a calendar and saying, "gee, where did July go?" and then I say, "July is the month my dad died" and it just hasn't all hit yet. It will probably be when Mom comes for a visit without Dad because that's where I know him.
He doesn't seem gone. But I know he is. But then I trust where he's gone and Who he is with. It's all very odd.
Mary
It has been 7 years since I lost my dad and some days I still find my self in the Monday Funk. On days I feel like I am walking through a fog, I close my eyes and think of something I did fun with my dad. It seems to put a smile on my face and helps remove so of the fog. Remember he is always with you and you are never alone. My prayers are still with the whole "Gero" family.
Love in Christ Always,
Ya know.....this morning I heard an interview on Q-106 FM out of Madison (a country genre station) an interview with Aaron Tippin. He was talking about losing his dad. He said he's never sad when he thinks of his dad, because in everything he sees something that he did with his dad and then he remembers him. I think on his new CD he'll have a song called Moments or Memories and that's about his dad.
So...it's not just us...but I thought his comments were great!!
It's so hard to lose a parent.....and yes, Ruth, it'll be evident when Mom comes without Dad.
Peggy :)
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