Mormon Monday: A Day Early (& Other Stuff – You Don’t Want to Miss the Other Stuff)

What?  Early?  Not just skipped entirely?????  When is the last time that happened?

Yeah, I know.

Anyway, here is a little video (I’m getting lazy, no?  One of these days I’ll actually write something rather than just post videos; but they’re good).

So you might be wondering, “Why?  Why are you doing Mormon Monday a day early?  This throws me off.  I’m used to skipping your Monday posts, and this is Sunday, and now I just don’t know what to do.”

Well, sorry about that; but tomorrow?  Monday?  I’m getting My Day.  Just me and Quinn and the open road (which will probably be clogged with holiday travelers) (but the first half of the trip is all out in the middle of nowhere, anyway, so there aren’t enough people to do enough traveling to clog the roads).

I’m going to clean Trader Joe’s out.  And maybe Sam’s Club.  And definitely Target.  I’m going to buy 17 of everything.  My husband will weep openly when I come home and pop the trunk.  I already have a long shopping list on my iTouch.

My iTouch is going to be so happy!  I am going to take it to a real Barnes and Noble where it will get to experience free WiFi for the first time in it’s little, technological life.

I am meeting an old friend for breakfast in the morning, before I start my shopping.  I hope to have a lot of the shopping done and be close to the Cheesecake factory by lunch time so that I can call friends and say, “Hey, I’m at the Cheescake Factory!  Want to come have lunch?”

I know, I know:  why don’t I just call them now to set it all up? 

The answer is: I need A Day.  A Day in which I don’t have to worry about whether or not I am accomplishing anything (other than shopping).  I don’t even want to have to accomplish being somewhere on time.  I just want to be.  I hope some people can meet me there if I make it there around lunch time (any of you reading tonight?????), but if they can’t, that’s okay.  After all, it’s my own fault for not making arrangements ahead of time.  And?  I might not even be there anyway.

But I don’t want my day to be arranged (other than breakfast; but hey, the day has barely begun at that point, so it doesn’t count).

I’m glad Quinn is coming along.  We don’t get much any one-on-one time.  I think it will be good for him to ride in the shopping carts, right in front of me, with no one competing for my attention.  Maybe he’ll even talk to me!  *snort* (though he did say “juice” for the first time the other day – several times, even).  And he is such an easy going little guy that I am really not worried in the least about crankiness or anything else.  It is such a different experience with him than it has been with any of my other kids at this age. 

Anyway, Monday is My Day.  So no posting on Monday (unless the free WiFi makes me so giddy I decide to tell you something completely trivial and short whilst watching my youngest browse board books).

But I have plans for Tuesday!  And I will share!

When I posted this post I seemed to hit a nerve, strike a chord, whatever you want to call it.  Several of you echoed my sentiments, anyway.  But Nicki’s comment got me thinking. 

Here’s what I think. I think we need one day a month when we (the greater blogging community) are free to bitch, complain, whine, be overwhelmed and frustrated without feeling like we need to apologize or feeling like we’ll be judged as depressed and dysfunctional. Right? I think one day a month would be all I need so I can shift back into happy joy joy mode. Plus it also helps me a LOT to know I’m not alone and that other people also get overwhelmed and frustrated – even people I consider to be essentially perfect like you (I saw essentially because of the politics, you know :P ).

First it got me thinking, “Cripes, my politics are one of the only essentially perfect things about me!”  Ha ha!  No, what it really got me thinking was, “Yes, one day would be nice.”

So here is my solution, and you are free to join in or not.  Tuesday will be our day.  I will throw up some really short post saying, “Today is the day to just get it all out there without feeling like you need to apologize or explain yourself.  Sometimes life sucks, and this is your chance to tell us all about it.”  And then?  You can just go to town in the comments section.  You see, this will give you the option of remaining anonymous (as long as you remember to log out of your account before you leave the comment, you know).  I will go in and double check my settings and make sure that anonymous comments are allowed that day, and maybe the next, and you can just whine and complain and get it all off your chest (anonymously or not, it’s up to you.  Either way it won’t be whining up your blog).  Your comment can be longer than any post I’ve ever written.  I don’t care.

And then Wednesday?  Back to business as usual.

But Monday?  Monday is My Day.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt might be at the Cheesecake Factory around lunch time tomorrow.

9 thoughts on “Mormon Monday: A Day Early (& Other Stuff – You Don’t Want to Miss the Other Stuff)

  1. Oooh…that sounds like fun. The whining day AND the shopping. Enjoy your day off for me…I’ll be up to my eyeballs in boxes, packing tape and cursing children under my breath for hiding the scissors…AGAIN!
    And PLEASE have a slice of strawberry cheesecake for me. 😉


  2. I hope you have a really, totally awesome day shopping for 17 of everything and spending time with just Quinn! Love your plan for Tuesday – the wheels in my head are totally spinning already!


  3. metaphase

    Monday sounds like so much fun! I’d love to browse the clearance sections of Target with you, and Oh, you already know how I feel about Trader Joe’s…
    I’ll see you on Tuesday so I can whine it up with the rest of you! 🙂


  4. Christina

    Do you know I’ve NEVER been to Trader Joes? I don’t know why, the place intimidates me. I can’t quite figure out what it’s supposed to be… Plus, there’s never one in the general areas where I shop so I’d have to make an effort to find one and that would mean getting over my trepidation. But I’m thinking maybe this summer I’ll get brave and find out what all the hoopla is about.


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