Manic Monday

Well, not really. Not as bad as the freaky Friday that was the subject of my last post, is what I mean. Actually, not bad at all.

Monday is actually my hibernation day. And hibernating sounded good on this particular Monday, especially after the exhausting last few days in Baguio + Sunday's madcap schedule that caught up with me in the movie theater just as El Abrazo Partido was starting. My first time in a theater in more than a year, and I slept through the entire film! Good thing my snoring was drowned out by the loud laughter of the guy behind us (at least I hope it was!).

Anyway, my well-laid out plans of staying at home and vegging were very happily set aside because of two gentlemen and a common plan to spend the day in Montalban. I've not had much time to go up there as often as I'd like, save for the usual Thursday prayer meeting and assembly, so this sounded like a good plan. But because it was Monday, and because things tend to get a little manic before a good plan gets carried out, I was delayed by a million and one distractions - all good, don't get me wrong, but distractions nonetheless. Some very welcome opportunities to make money (writing gigs are the best sidelines!), a surprising invitation to be the subject (and not the author) of a magazine article, a myriad texts and calls and last minute requests...a whole pile of things that I had to hurdle before heading out. And when I finally did, I looked in the rearview mirror and eek! I'd forgotten to brush my hair! Anyway, I finally got everything together and we made it up there in time for a late lunch.

We got to spend some more quality time with the boys in the household, since we weren't really going anywhere in the rain, doing homework and telling stories and cooking and just jamming. Later in the evening when the skies cleared up, we paid a visit to the village families - who were surprised and very happy to see Ate Honey and Kuya AG on a Monday evening instead of a Thursday morning. And then more quality "family" time with the household and in each other's presence, sharing faith and hope and love.

Manic Monday indeed; I fell into bed so exhausted that I didn't notice my bed was sheet-less (that didn't come out quite right, hehe). But this is the kind of "mania" I live for, and, please God, I hope to die in the midst of. :-)