I think I may come to love Mondays.
I used to dread them.
All weekend adult help with the kid, the house and all that.
Monday the house is empty of all but me and one bored energetic kid.
Chaos surrounds me, TV blasts me with too much sound.
When will it end?
I just want to escape.
Yesterday I looked forward to Monday.
Today I love Monday.
The kid is at pre-k and Daddy takes her there.
I fix her lunch and out the door they go.
I eat my breakfast in peace.
Enjoying each sip of my coffee.
Basking in the peace that surrounds me.
The kitchen is straightened.
Laundry is in process.
Pets are fed.
Beds are made.
She hasn't been gone an hour.
I don't pick her up for another 3 1/2.
Time stretches before me.
And I savour every minute.