Organizing My Way to Rest

Monday is my day off.

In my opinion, the very best way to spend my day off is completely alone...

I like to wake-up, watch TV (probably the most recent Amazing Race episode), watch a movie on Netflix.com, read a chapter of a book, eat a late breakfast. Then repeat that cycle substituting Amazing Race for Grey's Anatomy and "breakfast" for "lunch". Then repeat that cycle once more, this time substituting Grey's Anatomy for whatever else is on TV and "lunch" for "dinner", watch How I Met Your Mother and read a book in almost-not-enough light until Bre comes home. Laugh with her for a bit, drink a glass of orange juice while we watch TV, brush my teeth for the first time that day and then go to sleep.

My Monday never looks like that. I always clean the kitchen between cycles one and two.

I always do at least three loads of laundry.

Twice a month, I strip my bed and wash all of the bedding.

Once a month, my Monday looks like it did this week:

I cleaned the entire house. The refrigerator, the baseboards, the couch, mirrors...everything.

Then, I went to my storage to clean out boxes of old magazines...and some other boxes that were filled with the entire content of a junk drawer in the hurried moving process.

With my backseat filled to the brim (and my trunk--which is always full--the Maguires joke that it is my "Monica closet"--no youtube video available for that reference, sorry.) I headed to the recycling bin.

I had thought that I would feel exhausted at the end of that day.

But, sometimes, my life is more exhausting when it is cluttered; when there is a running "to do" list in my head...

Often a very productive, organized day, can bring rest.

And that was just what I needed from my Monday.