I had something profound to say but it got lost in the madness that is Monday.

What a weekend, I survived it and now onto the week. Who will come out of this thing alive?

Had a BBQ, a heatwave, visitors, an excursion, a laugh and one little cry. Saw people enraged, people with too much energy, people worn out and people having a good ol time. Saw someone drinking soda pop like tomorrow wouldn't ever come, heard new music, stayed up late talking on the phone, stressed over the small stuff, threw it out with the bathwater and moved on. Saw a man smoke 20 cigarettes in just over an hour on my back porch, went to church, came home early on account of I don't know why. Worked on a project, ate pizza, saw chatters, people playing war games. Teenagers laughing, adults laughing, someone's not sleeping, I slept in, stayed up late, ate too much, worried a little, laughed, a friend called and spilled a secret, another called and has a heavy burden to bare, didn't sit in the hot tub despite plans to, heard from a child that I'm missing.

Monday, crazy Monday, can I go back and try to survive the weekend again?

C