It’s useless to rise early and go to bed late, and work your worried fingers to the bone. Don’t you know he enjoys giving rest to those he loves? -PSALM 127:2
Last night, Paul and I went to bed at 9pm. This is what we do. When we are done with all of our work for the day, if we are tired, we don’t pretend not to be and we head to bed. I think that we were both in bed for about 7 minutes before we had both drifted off to sleep.
Somehow, someway in 2018 I have been able to sit and rest a bit more. Still not as much as my family would like, probably not as much as I should, but more than 2017 or the previous 10 years. I let dishes sit in the sink for a minute, or a dry load of laundry hang out unfolded overnight. Yes, these are the things in my life I have a hard time with.
I have a hard time relaxing when all of my “responsibilities” aren’t done. My husband says though, that I am the only one who cares if they are done in the time frame that I have created. Which is probably true. I mean we can all agree that we need clean dishes and we need clean clothes, but they don’t have to be cleaned, dried and put away the instant that they are dirtied, they can sit awhile.
This weekend, well starting today actually is my “resting” weekend of the year. This will be the fourth year in a row that I have headed off to a conference about 2 hours away without my hubs or the kids. I have a hotel room to myself from tonight until Sunday. I can go to bed when I want, wake up when I want. Watch whatever TV I want, I am taking 3 books with me (yes I have high hopes).
I will be at the conference with co-workers, but I can spend time alone in my hotel room if I choose to. I usually go and walk around the city by myself early in the morning. Enjoying a cup of coffee and the fresh air. I will get to see my sister tonight and other dear friends on Saturday.
Thankful doesn’t even begin to describe this life that I live. My children in my household and all the millions of things that I need to get done in order to feel like I can rest. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the whole world. The supportive husband that I have, who kisses me goodbye, asks me to be safe and tells me that he is going to miss me. Who will be at home with 3 of our kids and the puppy, will have a great time doing things in a much different way than me (and that is OK).
I will be finding some time to rest over the next 4 days. Should be reasonably early being by myself, no laundry and no dishes!