Sunday Mornings

It's a foggy Sunday morning here in Fannett. My grandpa (RIP) once told me that if it's a foggy morning it'll be a warm day. He wasn't a meteorologist, but this proves true about 95% of the time around here, so I'm hoping it pulls through today. The house is littered with Dr. Pepper cans and laundry. Seems no matter how much I pick up, more replaces it. I'm starting to feel the need for a massive Spring Cleaning. The only problem with that thought is it requires Matt to be home. He tends to worry if I'm going through his stuff without him. I, however, find this more efficient because he's not there to stop me from throwing away the jeans he never wears, has had for 10 years, and has one leg that is about to fall off because of the tears and holes. :) And honestly, after a week, he forgets he ever owned them so hopefully you see my point.

This is going to be an important day. I just feel it. Like things will either get better or worse from this point. Sunday mornings are usually like that to a small extent for me. When I was little, I can remember waking up at 7:30 EVERY Sunday morning. Dad would have breakfast ready and we'd have to eat while Mom tried to decide what we'd wear and sing at Church. (Because as most of you know, the Thomas family had to coordinate every Sunday) Dad would usually be the first one dressed and watching TV waiting for everyone to get ready. All of this sounds pretty uneventful, but it was the atmosphere of it all. Like Sunday was your chance to start over. It was a new week. Whatever the kids were laughing about on Friday was forgotten by Monday, you could get your hair cut on Friday and by Sunday, it wasn't looking so nerdy anymore....lol. I have a whole list of things. Sundays were usually busy but important.

I'm sitting here, hoping that today is one of those Sundays. I still have thirty minutes until I have to wake Matt up. Today, the dogs are still sleeping with him, which makes me happy. It's just me and Boris, who doesn't make too much noise, and except for the loud noise the computers been making for the last few days, it's pretty peaceful. I hope these are all good omens.

I'll sign off by saying I hope you all have a great Sunday. Give church a try, relax, have some sweet tea and enjoy your family.