Wednesday, May 06, 2009

In the grand scheme of things...

For a Wednesday, this wasn't too bad.

I did, however, hit my introvert, complete and total people over-saturation point around 6:00 or so tonight. Unfortunately, at the time I was in the middle of grocery shopping with my roommate in a mega-warehouse grocery store that I hate, but shop at anyway for the much more affordable prices.

So, after we came home and cooked dinner together, I exercised my introvert's right to retreat, and I've been holed up in my bedroom for the last hour and a bit, catching up on emails, watching an episode of a television show on DVD, and just generally reclining and enjoying being alone.

In a few minutes I'll emerge for my weekly fix of mocking the cattyness so openly displayed on America's Next Top Model, and then I'll go to bed, and we'll start over again tomorrow!

But tomorrow is Thursday, and I generally like Thursdays!

Maybe just enough for today...

The following quote appeared when I flipped the page of my calendar of quotes from women saints this morning.

"The grace of even wishing to belong to God must come from himself." (Saint Elizabeth Ann Seton)

I've been thinking a lot about grace, and the things that contrast with it this week.

This quote is oddly encouraging to me this morning. Even the desire to belong to Jesus is a gift of grace.

That just might be enough to hold on to today.

Not Ready for Wednesday

"It's Wednesday."

That was my first thought on waking this morning.

Those of you who show up here regularly know that Wednesday's can be a bit wild in my life. There doesn't seem to be a rhyme or reason for it. Some people have Monday's, I have Wednesday's.

I never actually have expected "gross" things on my schedule on Wednesday, they just seem to happen. And, to be fair, sometimes Wednesdays are actually okay. But the norm lately has been the sort of days where I wrestle through to the end.

"I'm not up to a Wednesday." was my second thought on waking this morning, as I rolled over to check emails and begin the day.

Monday and Tuesday were unusually full and intense this week, leaving me with much to process and the desperate need to spend time curled up with the journal I so carefully decorated on the weekend, and write for quite a while.

I was catching up with my roommate this morning as I drove her to the train, and listed just some of the conversations and things that have come up in the last two days. Because she knows me well, she understood quickly how challenging many of those things would have been.

Today promises to be full and busy as well. At work, and otherwise.

My roommate and I will get home later than usual tonight as we're going grocery shopping right after work.

I'm promising myself mindless TV time tonight. It's Wednesday, and that means I can laugh at the catty ridiculousness of America's Next Top Model. Assuming that I don't decide that time with a journal is more important.