I took the day off yesterday. Monday mornings always seem to be a little more hectic around my house. My husband is back to work after a day off and my three-year-old is eager to get to swim lessons. Charlie, my 10 month old is popping a tooth and decided that he would spend the morning screaming into my ear. Poor kiddo, I wish there was something more that I could do for him. So, I spent the majority of my day in clothing that resembled pajamas, taking care of my boys.
I also spent many hours online reading Mormon scripture as a little "getting to know my temporary neighbors" exercise. I'm currently in Cedar City, Utah while Jack works at the Utah Shakespeare Festival. From the entrance to our apartment, I can see four white steeples all belonging to Mormon churches. I am visited two or three times a week by "the Mormon boys". This is how they introduce themselves - "Hi, we're your local Mormon boys. Are you interested in our message?" In fact, I am interested in their message but not for the reasons they think. I'm more interested in their message from a "Hey, why is Mormonism the fastest growing religion in the West?" kind of way. More anthropological than spiritual. Instead of chatting with boys, I spent LOTS of hours online with the angel Moroni, Nephi, Lehi, Joseph Smith and a host of other crazy characters. Anyway... I'm waaaaaay off track here.
The point is that I yesterday I was a stationary lump and getting out the door this morning for my walk took some serious energy. I was lethargic from yesterday's computer binging pajama fest. But once I was out in the sun, smelling the sage and feeling Cedar City's mountain breeze on my face, I felt amazing!
P.S. Today's playlist was Joan Osborne.