My mom always said that God did not grant us two days of rest. She used this as a way to make me stop complaining when I needed to do chores on Saturdays.
For the past few weekends I have been complaining about the amount of time Mr. R and I have spent cleaning, shoveling, hauling, and making trips back & forth to Home Depot. I kept saying Saturdays are supposed to be fun days! (I, of course, was imaging trips to the beach, the river, and days reading by the pool.) As I look around my house and the ever growing to do list, I need to get used to home imporvement saturdays and be thankful that I do get one day of rest. If you need me on Sunday you will find me by the pool.
No comments:
Post a Comment