“What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? / The world would split open.”
Poet Muriel Rukeyser

Monday, September 06, 2010

Monday Morning Musings


"Hey, I was here first...." three of the four dogs at the foot of the bed...

It's Monday after a busy weekend. I woke to cloudy skies and warmer temps than we've had for days. Sadly the warmer, more humid temps made for restless sleep. Well, that and the fact that we are sharing a small house with four big dogs and three cats, each vying for a space in the bed. Unsuccessfully, mind you, but trying nonetheless. And a few of them were successful in finding a spot, temporarily. The kitten, too small to jump up just climbed up. I haven't checked the sheets to see if they are snagged or torn from his sharp baby claws. Sleeping, or trying too, as I did last night, and following a weekend of work, I woke achy and in pain, neck, shoulders, arms, back.

You see, we're staying at our daughter's place. She is out of town, meeting her boyfriend's family for the first time, joining them for their annual Labor Day Michigan camp out. Well, actually they are staying in cottages. She is having a great time, enjoying this family. I'm so happy for her.

Anyway, we're staying at her place, joining all the dogs who love each other, into one house. We're also taking care of our two cats, who live with her, and her new kitten - as yet unnamed. A small white kitten with blue eyes, a Siamese mix. Still unnamed. My husband and I are calling him Simon.

While staying here we decided, as a birthday gift to her, (she turned 22 last Monday), we'd paint the inside of her garage. It was (was)  unfinished dry wall. Now it's white with tan trim on the door frame entering the house. She has been talking about painting it for some time now, so we decided to surprise her.

Now my husband, son, and I are taking bets on how long it takes her to realize that we painted it. Will she notice immediately? Will it still smell like paint and give it away? Will she be observant, arriving home late tonight and tired after the weekend? Will she suddenly realize it two days from now? The three of us who painted it are taking bets, and chuckling about it. A good surprise for her, fun for us. But, oh my am I sore.

Painting was only part of the weekend. I also spent time at the gym working out and walking the dogs at the dog park. Ok, the dogs ran, I walked. It was a busy but not overwhelming week end. Now I face a week with several meetings and some job search work to do. What about you? How was your weekend, and what's ahead for you?