Another Monday...Already?

Analysis of workplace sickness reveals that Mondays in January are the most popular days for workers pulling a 'sickie'. Twelve of the twenty most popular days for sickness absence occurred in January.

(From my back porch in my old apartment)

And another Monday rolls around (((Sigh))). Wasn't it only yesterday that I was saying the same thing.  This morning was a wee bit harder than last week.  It was just so 'dark'. My alarm goes off at 5:45 am, and I expect it to be dark; in fact, I kind of like sipping my coffee and watching the sunrise.  And usually, by the time I walk out of the door at 7 am to go to work, the daylight has arrived. Today, the sun rose as I stood on the subway station. I do love the fact that it will stay light out later, but do hate leaving for work when it feels the nighttime has not yet left.

Didn't do much of anything this weekend.  Got up early on Saturday and went to look around in the 99 cent store.  I just love walking up and down the aisles. You never know what treasures  you will find.  I picked up a couple of scented candles--one rose and one lavender--and they smell better than the more expensive brands.  Also found a couple of hair clips, some plastic storage bowls, and some baking pans.  Then, I went home and waited for the furniture company to arrive.  It seemed they damaged our love seat on delivery (big scratch on the arm), and they were scheduled to replace it on Saturday from 11 to 7.  Well, guess what?  They never called and never showed up.  And, this is the second time they've done this.  They did it to hubby on Wednesday.  He sat in all day, and they never showed.  I'm about ready to have them take the whole thing back, but then, maybe I won't find one I like as much.

On Sunday I was determined not to lose an hour sleep, so I stayed in bed an hour extra. Just puttered around doing nothing when I got up.  My son wasn't coming, so I didn't do any baking.  Later in the afternoon, I sat in my rocker and watched one of my favorite all-time flicks, 'Fried Green Tomatoes'.  I remember back when the movie first came out.  The name didn't appeal to me so I didn't see it.  Then, a few years ago, I started watching a film and became glued to the screen.  Turns out it was the very same movie. Now I watch it whenever it comes on, which is rarely, and cry my eyes out every time.  

I especially love the lines 'All these people will live as long as you remember.'  Sends goosebumps up my arm.  As a genealogist, I love bringing my ancestors and their stories back to life.  It's like, when their story is told, they 'live' once again. I only hope my sons will keep their stories alive.  

The limbs that move, the eyes that see, 

These are not entirely me;

 Dead men and women helped to shape 

The mold which I do not escape; 

The words I speak, my written line, 

These are not uniquely mine. 

For in my heart and in my will 

Old ancestors are warring still, 

Celt,Roman, Saxon, and all the dead 

From whose rich blood my veins are fed, 

In aspect, gesture, voices, tone,

 Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone;

 In fields they tilled I plow the sod,

 I walk the mountain paths they trod; 

And round my daily steps arise 

The good and bad of those I comprise. 

 by English author Richard Rolle

 (written over 600 years ago.)