Look at me, sitting down at three-thirty in the afternoon!
Lunch was good today, I thought, although it didn't draw as many compliments as others I've made. Everyone seemed tired; a mild case of the Mondays, I suppose.
I started my pasta sauce at 8:45 this morning, after roasting the veggies to go in it. By 12:30, lunch time, it was some good tomato-meat sauce, friends. I put it over cheese tortellini and served it with steamed broccoli and carrots and warm rolls with butter.
For dessert, I had sliced some local MacIntosh apples, steamed them briefly, laid them out on a cookie sheet, sprinkled them with brown sugar and cinnamon, then baked them for a bit. I whipped up some more fresh cream and put a dollop on top of each serving of the baked apples. Heavenly.
Although lunch prep went well and the meal came off nicely and the kids were being fairly cooperative, I found myself feeling very grouchy and tired after lunch. I threw out some SOS prayers, hoping I wouldn't snap at my children. Elli and I listened to a chapter of one of her school texts on audio while we did the dishes. The rest of the school day and the clean-up process went very smoothly, but still, I was feeling on edge. I was grateful that God kept me from acting out on how I was feeling inside.
By three-thirty, when I began writing this, I was mostly done. Tano still had a little bit of school work to do, but most of it could be done independently. At four o'clock, I looked around and found the kitchen clean-up completed, the house in fairly decent shape, and the boy wrapping up his school work. I couldn't think of any real reason not to, so I grabbed a pillow and a heavy quilt and went out to the swing in the yard. I read my Bible for a bit, then stretched out and fell asleep. It was really nice, aside from the dogs coming to check on me a few times, bumping their heavy bodies against the swing and sniffing my face. I was out for probably forty minutes. Amazing.
I came back in and made a light dinner, then the kids and Andy ran into Missoula to get more sandpaper for the class. I have stayed behind, still feeling quiet and slightly out of sorts, but not bad. As soon as they return with my car, I will run to the grocery store for a few things I need for the rest of the week. Then, I think it will be early to bed for me.