It's Monday

After a really nice relaxing weekend, I decided today would be a good Monday. I don't know about you but sometimes I just wake up agitated on Mondays.I feel bad for my unsuspecting husband because he doesn't even know what he did to make me mad yet. I have an uncanny ability to get mad at him without even leaving the bed. Today during morning devotions I told him I was "upset" because our house wasn't organized enough and the "vibe" of it was making me sick.
I can't believe he puts up with me sometimes. Ya know what he did? He actually made and effort to pick up all his clothes today. When I came home everything looked amazing. I was so happy, until I went into his bathroom. I peered into his bathtub..yes bathtub and what do I see? I see a huge pile of laundry clean and dirty piled up in there. He muttered"Um you weren't suppossed to see that! I'll get to it! Just pretend it's not there!" What is he the Wizard of Oz? How can I pretend my bathtub in the guest bathroom isn't overflowing with clothes? Is this a guy thing or a Ron thing?
I don't know.
I took Ron to go shopping tonight and bought him some clothes because he's lost 35 pds. He actually let me shop with him for over an hour, which is a first. Lucy was having a ball ripping all the belts off the racks and pulling down all the ties. Then she found a kick ball on the shelf that she grabbed and put in her lap . She then started throwing the ball at me yelling" Turn around mama! Turn around!"
I'm tired! I should go to bed but I feel it's my duty as an American to watch the Olympics. I gave it a try tonight with Ice Dancing and I was bored. Oh well..Men of A Certain Age is on in 10 minutes! I love that show!
Tommorrow is another day. I like Tue's!