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There was a time, not so long ago, when the days of the week just kind of melded together into one big blob and I never knew what day it was without asking. It wasn't drudgery that caused this. It was constant bead work (not to be confused with beadwork) without breaks. I'm not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. But I have never, ever liked Mondays. I have always thought three day weekends would be wonderful. I could easily start my week with Tuesday. But then would the Mamas & Papas actually have written "Tuesday, Tuesday"?
Today, I'm shipping off patterns and hedgehogs. Then I am finally putting projects together for the angels. Sorry ladies, last week was pretty much a wash. I have not forgotten you. AND I must take more photos for the Etsy shop and the website. I will also take a photo of the earrings I made for myself (yes, moi). Who knows what other mischief I'll get into. Maybe yoga, maybe yogurt (I haven't had breakfast yet).
And it's supposed to rain most of the day. After all, today is Monday, right?
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I agree, Mondays can be a total drudge. We can see them as the end of the weekend or the beginning of the week. I've been through alot of ca-ca, as you well know. I think I finally found something to get me through it. Perspective, my sisters brother-in-law received a kidney transplant this summer, after an 18year wait. He saw the loss of his kidneys, and the gift of a new kidney, each as a new beginning. So, as corny as is seems. I will leave you with the lyrics from my favorite song.
NATASHA BEDINGFIELD
LYRICS: Unwritten
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten.
Here's to Monday's.May everyday be filled with new possibilities for all of us. ;)
Happy Beading,
Clara
Oh my goodness, Clara. You are so philosophical today and I totally appreciate it. After all, any day on the sunny side of the dirt is a great day!
Love ya!
T
I'm just really happy be on the right side of the dirt today. Thought I'd share. ly2!
Clara
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