Valuing simplicity.

It really hit home this weekend how thankful I am for a simple life. A life where I can wake up in my sweats, make coffee and breakfast with my husband, read books and just enjoy eachother's company for a good day. Our fancy date nights are going to Red Robin on Fridays. We watch TV on our old box TV with rabbit ears, my husband shops at Goodwill and loves it, and our friends are authentic, genuine and sincere people. We have potluck weddings, hand-make our own invitations and fly economy class. Some people would cringe and think about how little we have and how boring our lives must seem, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

And yes, we're just teachers. We absolutely love it and are proud of what we do. We will never be wealthy by the world's standards, but to us, we are incredibly rich in blessings. And for that we are so thankful.

Things I forget...

I somehow don't seem to have a problem remembering certain things like...

*Going grocery shopping on Sundays
*Getting my morning coffee at Starbucks
*Brushing my teeth
*Taking my Juice Plus+
*Charging my cell phone
*Depositing paychecks
*Paying bills on time (thank you online bill-pay)
*Attending important meetings

But somehow I always seem to forget these things!

*Returning the RedBox DVD
*Returning the Netflix DVD
*Mailing letters (noticing a trend here...)
*Returning voicemails
*Throwing out expired food
*Folding and putting away clean clothes from the hamper
*Going to the gas station before I'm on empty
*Taking the meat out to defrost earlier so I don't have to microwave it
*Returning books to the library before they are overdue
*Going to the dentist for yearly cleanings

How do I get better at this? :)

weekends.


There is something so refreshing about the weekends. Especially when you break the word down-- "week_END." During the week, T and I plow through our responsibilities. Monday: We wake up at 5:30, get ready, take JP+, make our favorite mango complete shakes, scrape ice off our windshields and drive to school when the sun is rising. I get my supplies for the day ready in the classroom, respond to e-mails, greet the kiddos when they come in, teach my lessons, pick up the classroom, grade papers, prep for the next day, leave at 5, come home and make dinner, kiss my husband, and three times a week, go to various evening plans we have. Rinse and repeat 5 more times.  (and x2, for Timothy)

What I love about the weekend is that it means the week has ended. That long routine of schedules, getting up early, passing eachother in the night, weariness, priorities, meetings, etc., has temporarily ended. We get to fall back for just one day into simple pleasures of sleeping in, morning breakfast, reading, coffee, and anything else we feel like doing. God was good in knowing that a Sabbath is just what we needed. Rest. After that rest, we are refreshed to be able to start Monday strong, and begin the week cycle all over again.
 
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