Most “wrap-ups” occur on Friday for the end of the week, or right before New Year’s Eve when we are bombarded with “wrap-ups” for the year. Remember the first week back at Elementary School when you had to write that dreaded essay, “What I did on my summer vacation?” I propose we all take a moment to do a “wrap” on Monday about our weekends.
We all live for those two days after slogging through the work week. We cram and jam and catch up on all the stuff of life – shopping, dump, cleaning, cooking – the list is endless. But for most, the weekend also is when we get together with friends, indulge in a little fun and remember why we work so hard for five days to support the life-style of those two days.
Here’s my Monday Wrap. Friday I received my first rejection on my book manuscript. It wasn’t so awful, in fact, in a strange way it felt good. I had sent off an email query on Thursday. (see Friday’s post – http://blog.marthaschaefer.com/2013/02/ive-got-it-covered.html). It felt like a really good fit with the literary agent and I sat back and expected nothing right away. Friday morning I opened my email inbox and POOF! there was a response. She was very kind and encouraging, just not a project she wanted to take on.
Saturday a glorious dump truck load of cord wood arrived. It is the best I’ve gotten so far this year and the cheapest. The driver was all apologies about the snow clinging to the logs. So for 3 and a half hours I stacked snowy oak. By the time I finished my back and knees were screaming. I heated up some soup, fired up the tub in the kids bath (it has jets) and settled in for a soak. Unfortunately, I never use the kid’s bath and apparently I added a bit too much milk-bath-aromatherapy-stuff. When I turned on the jets the tub exploded in bubbles and I couldn’t find the off switch.
The snow came in earnest overnight and through most of the Sunday. Move snow, move more snow and when you finish that there is just a bit more to move. But in between there were wonderful walks with the dogs in the soft, silent wonderland of the woods. I wandered out only as far as the barn to check on my mares. They were warm in their blankets and happy for the treats in my pockets.
And here we are at the start of the week. The rest of the world seems to be doing a wrap on the Indie 500 results and the Oscar winners. To each his own.
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