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Sunday Is a Blur

we baking cookies cooking meals for the week the shoppings done while you grill I'll do the checkbooks who fed the dogs who left the milk out Sundays a blur of chores and activity laundry and sorting planning the week throw a holiday in there travel stress and the desire for solitude not even 100 cups of tea can soothe this away!

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Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 11/29/2009 12:44:00 PM

You're right, Veronica. Tea won't take it away. But rushing around to do things on Saturday and Resting and/or going to a house of worship on Sundays can lift the fog caused by too many responsibilities and activities. What you don't finish on Saturday... do it one evening after work. (even if you are VERy tired.) NOT on Sunday. Save Sunday for YOU. And if you do that every week for 17 weeks, you will feel better and enjoy life more.... That's a prayer for you. Sent with love. Dane Ann