Rainy Days and Mondays

After the very relaxing and quiet Sunday we had, waking up to Monday was a little hard. My Bob especially gets stressed on Mondays. The start of the work week and the pressures puts him in a foul mood. And his office is in our home, so I hear about it all day. As the week goes on he settles back down. There are a lot of pressures on him and I wish I could make it all calm down for him, but there's not much I can do other than listen to him and understand. He's a Financial Planner and does well, but this has been a very trying year. What used to be a good and fun career is now very difficult with many changes. I don't know how he does it and I'm amazed at how knowledgeable and intelligent he is, but I hope it becomes fun again some day soon. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I work with him doing mailings, paperwork, bookkeeping, etc.

Mondays for me is busy, but I actually enjoy it. I keep a pretty tight schedule for myself during the week days. Mondays I wash the sheets and clean my bedroom and bath. I do the laundry and some ironing, clean the guest bathroom and usually I clean the hard wood floors and vacuum the main floor. Today, though, I knew more rain was coming later this afternoon so I worked outside trimming more of my row of hedges in the front of the house. With all the rain, they are just out of control and the weeds are ridiculous.

With Bob taking on the responsibility of income, I try to take care of everything else and make our home and life as comfortable as I can. We have a large house and a big front and back yard so I need to stay on a schedule or I can't keep up with it all. I am cursed with being a perfectionist which causes me more work than is probably necessary, but I have no control over my neurotic ism.

Austin, my oldest son, came out for lunch. He starts his new job as Air Force Recruiter on Wednesday. So today he was out taking care of some things he needed to do, then wanted to work out so he came to our house. Bob has weight equipment in the back of our garage. People come here all the time to work out. Bob is a part time personal trainer, pro bono. He loves it. I always told him that was his natural calling. He should live in Hollywood and be a trainer to the stars instead of dealing with all this financial mess. Yea right - that's not going to happen!..Or he'd be great as one of the trainers on "The Biggest Loser". That's not happening either, but he really would be good.

I just listened to the weather for the week and it's supposed to rain every day through Friday and temperatures in the upper 60's to 70. Great fall weather, except it's summer. Doesn't really feel like it.
Hopefully tomorrow feels a little more positive, especially for my Bob. When he's down, I'm down. You know you love someone when you wish you could take their pain, or misery on yourself so that they would feel better. Of course, all the rain and clouds don't help.