Monday-nnnnnnnnnn.

You can view Monday one of two ways...

ONE ... Oh, it's Monday.
My life is so Monday-nnnnnnn!
(mundane)
or
TWO ... Oh, it's Monday!

I can start anew.


I wonder which one I'm leaning towards today.

Friday I shut the laundry room door.

ALL the laundry was
washed, folded and put away.

Today, 2 days later
(one of those days being Sunday with not much changing of clothes),

I opened my laundry room door to this ...

"I do only have 2 children, right?"

I wandered around checking for evidence...

I counted beds ... 2

I counted closets ... 2

I counted toothbrushes ... 2

and yes, there are indeed

only 2 children living here.

"How do 2 children do this?"

Then I remembered the teenage
SOCIAL SCENE!

The days when every weekend is "Starting Anew"...

New games.

New movies.

New plans.

New get-togethers.

New fun.

Their "NEW life" leads to my every Monday being...
Monday-nnnnnnn.

After a moment of staring at the laundry room floor in shock and awe I said,

"It's okay. I'll take it!"


Because the mundane-ness of it all means there are 2 boys who get to have new JOY every week.

Not to mention it is proof they still live with me and I need to proof because their actual faces are rarely seen... you know, because they have "a life" .



I realized (while filling the washing machine for the billionth time) that soon enough I'll just be washing old man socks and old woman flannel pajamas.

I'll start "anew" when that day comes.
For now, I'm happy with the
MONDAY-NNNNNNNNNN.


Plus, uniforms are more of a challenge to get clean than old woman pajamas!

Oh wait, if I know that to be true does that mean I'm ALREADY washing old woman pajamas?!

DANG!!