Laundry is never done........
*sitting down and taking a break from doing house cleaning and laundry*
*smiling remembering a comment from a dear friend*
A very close and dear friend of mine once made the comment that when she stands before God and is asked what she did in her life...she would remark....LAUNDRY. *just dies at the thought* How true my dear...how true.
*getting up and going to get some milk to drink and grabbing a granola bar...going back and sitting down*
*taking a bite and drinking some milk*
*grabbing my journal*
Bri and I were supposed to go out to dinner last night, but he was so tired when he got home. He's had such a rough week. He had trouble getting on and by the time he got here...it was just too late to be able to do anything and enjoy it. So, we decided to postpone it until tonight...or this afternoon.
I've been trying to get all my cleaning done and get the laundry out of the way so that tomorrow is ours completely. He wants us to just have time for ourselves. It's like we've just met at the end of a long day and just held each other as we drift off to sleep. Don't get me wrong...there is nothing wrong with that...but we just miss our special time together. That time when we can totally and completely concentrate on each other.
*finishing my granola bar and drinking the last of my milk*
I need to get back to work and finish so that I can rest before Bri gets home.
*putting my journal away and going to put my glass in the dishwasher and heading back to do laundry*
Gwen
*smiling remembering a comment from a dear friend*
A very close and dear friend of mine once made the comment that when she stands before God and is asked what she did in her life...she would remark....LAUNDRY. *just dies at the thought* How true my dear...how true.
*getting up and going to get some milk to drink and grabbing a granola bar...going back and sitting down*
*taking a bite and drinking some milk*
*grabbing my journal*
Bri and I were supposed to go out to dinner last night, but he was so tired when he got home. He's had such a rough week. He had trouble getting on and by the time he got here...it was just too late to be able to do anything and enjoy it. So, we decided to postpone it until tonight...or this afternoon.
I've been trying to get all my cleaning done and get the laundry out of the way so that tomorrow is ours completely. He wants us to just have time for ourselves. It's like we've just met at the end of a long day and just held each other as we drift off to sleep. Don't get me wrong...there is nothing wrong with that...but we just miss our special time together. That time when we can totally and completely concentrate on each other.
*finishing my granola bar and drinking the last of my milk*
I need to get back to work and finish so that I can rest before Bri gets home.
*putting my journal away and going to put my glass in the dishwasher and heading back to do laundry*
Gwen