Horse eye
I just signed an email “Monday morning eyes”.
One of the best parts of life involve signing emails with creative names, don’t you think? Of course, one can only play this game with creative souls, best buddies and offspring. Everyone else might stare askance at their inbox and mutter craziness beneath their upright breath.
What be Monday morning eyes?
Sleepy eyes. Eyes not aiming toward work. Lazy eyes longing for weekend fun. Eyes not towing the line. Dreaming eyes. Eyes without focus…
Sleepy-eyed kitten
Yet Monday, Monday arrives and the eyes must harden, peer at numbers, obey the insistence to earn one’s weekly pay.
One’s weekly pay might have just bought a dehumidifier for one’s basement. We should have purchased said dehumidifier fifteen years ago. Already the basement feels drier, less clammy, more inviting. I lingered down there breathing the dehumidified air for two hours last night.
Cost? About $250 when one adds the appropriate hose to drain the moisture into the sump pump.
It’s good to have a job.
Off to work! You eyes will wake up soon. I promise.
Amphibian eyes
Are your eyes wide awake now? What’s happening in your world?
Lake Superior Spirit 
It takes time for eyes to adjust to morning, to the light of day, or the darkness of night, Eyes see, do you see, what eyes may see?
View the world through Monday Morning eyes, awaken to the vision that is before you,
Morning eyes are awaiting your attention…
Jeff, you sound like a poet this morning. May we awaken to the vision which is before us…
Ah, what a creative way to sign an Email! Monday starts my “week-end,” so it’s a hopeful idea to me…I hope my Monday morning eyes find good things in what I abandoned at midnight in the studio. Thanks, Kathy!
Happy weekend, Cindy! Wondering what treasures your eyes will see created from your art-filled hands.
They LOOK opened but they are on autopilot. So far I have cleaned the house. The brain is moving along smelling the clearing scents and herb twirling into corners and stuffy places with them. Second cup of tea going in. I wonder if twirling with curling smoke and scent counts as work or as play–perhaps a twofer!
Yes, autopilot sounds like a good word to describe early-morning eyes, Elisa. Don’t you love it when work and play are the same thing? I shall remind my Monday morning eyes about that.
Monday morning – time to write up my column – just finished–I can breathe a little, but now back to work on council news……………..aw, Monday morning eyes–opened!
LouAnn, good morning. You have been very busy this morning! You have reminded me what I loved about journalism–the column writing–and what I did not–the council news. Hope all goes well with you today.
My Monday morning eyes are working on opening wide, but slowly, slowly, as is my habit.
Slow opening eyes are the best, Carol. They can open as they please. They can be teased with some coffee or tea to open when they so desire. Ahhh, sounds like your eyes have it good this morning.
Good Morning, Miss Kathy. I should get a dehumidifier for my entire home and then some. 🙂 Have a marvelous Monday.
Good morning back to you, Miss Lori. Sometimes don’t you dream of living in a really dry part of the country like Arizona or New Mexico? However, when we lived in Texas for a while I truly missed our lake breezes. And you have ocean breezes.
I just long to escape from the heat. Right now it’s 93 degrees with a heat index of 105. So, it feels just as hot as Arizona or Texas can get. We don’t get a break from this stuff until October or November. My dream is still that charming little home in the mountains of Tennessee. I have high hopes it’ll happen one day.
The mountains of Tennessee sound lovely. We have a relative who longs to retire in the mountains around there, too. He dreams of deer-horn antler lights. I think I would be very challenged to live in a place where it’s soooo hot.
Kathy – Loved the photos in this post. I’m bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this morning after a nice long walk with Willa and Lexi, followed by a nice bit of restorative yoga.
(We left our dehumidifier with our son when we relocated from Illinois to low-to-no humidity in Boise)…
A walk is the BEST way to wake up morning eyes, Laurie. As well as yoga stretches. I like to go into the school fairly early in the morning during the summer time, in order to get home before noon. Lucky you about the humidity in Boise!!
Monday morning in the summer for me is the same as the other six mornings, but I try to open my eyes early and appreciate the outdoor world before spending most of the day inside my bookstore. Chicory is blooming. The first black raspberries are ripening. And it’s fun to watch my dog chase a stick and lie down in the grass and chew on it — so happy! Sky is overcast, but meadows on my favorite back road are green, gold, and lavender. A second (third?) morning dog walk, down by the creek, let me see high water rushing through shaded green banks. I’m happy and grateful for eyesight again this morning.
I am so glad you get to spend outside-time before your day inside the bookstore, Pamela. Enjoyed reading the colors of your back road and am now thinking of chicory, which we don’t have around our house. It’s good to be grateful for eyesight. I know a couple of elders who are losing theirs.
What sweet pictures, Monday Morning Eyes! And a great Monday post, as well. It’s afternoon now, but my eyes are sleep-i-fied. Called in to work unexpectedly after a wild night staring Insomnia in the eye(s). I’m glad you have “new” air in the basement, but sorry it comes at a price. Thank you for smiles caused by your creativity, my friend. ~ Love, Bleary-eyed in Baraga
Dear Bleary-eyed in Baraga (one of my favorite email name-game players): You poor thing! Oh how sleep-i-fied eyes are so filled with wild wood ticks and blinking owls. It’s a wonder that you can see at all. P.S. I just rambled down by the water behind the Pow Wow grounds and thought of you. So near but so far away. Except in spirit, in which case you were Present.
That frog looks like it’s made of cloisonné! Being retired, my eyes seem fine no matter what day. But, I’d like to call you Monday Eyes.
And what shall I call you, Ms. Barb? I shall call you Mountain Eyes. Your eyes get you hiking up there in the mountains before you even know you’re awake. Who were the Indians that roamed your mountains? Were they Cheyenne or Apache?
The Utes roamed the mountains of CO to hunt for game. Thank you for calling me Mountain Eyes – I do look toward the peaks to count my blessings.
I like the term Monday morning eyes. In my job Monday morning began on Sunday at 3:30pm when I reported to the conference room to begin my shift. I always rested up beginning on Saturday evening after having “knocked myself out on Fridays with chores and grocery shopping.It took a long time to grow accustomed to not having to go to work.
Now I am wondering what kind of work you did, Yvonne, although you probably already told me six times. How interesting to begin a work week on Sunday afternoon! Cindy, another reader up above, says her “weekend” is Monday. Did you miss not going to work at first? Or did you like it? Or did you both like and not like it?
Well, Kathy my original ABOUT did not say what my profession was. I retired as a RN, from VA Hospital after putting in 35 years but not all in one stretch. I wroked in acute psychiatry. I quit working when my kiddos were very young and did not work for 14 years.
I retired in 2010 a few months before my husband of 47 years died. It felt strange not getting ready to go to work in the evening but most of my focus was on my ailing husband who I knew would soom be gone.
I am still a night owl and I find it hard to break my habit of staying up till 12 mn or 1am.
Working kept me in a better routine and I fell into a prety severe depression after my husband’s demise. I am just beginning to get my head screwed on straight.
My work was very stressful so I reckon I did not miss work at all. 🙂
Thank you for sharing this, Yvonne. That would have been interesting–working in acute psychiatry. (And, yes, definitely stressful at times.) One of my early dreams was to be a psychologist, but that never happened. Can not imagine what it’s like to lose a husband of 47 years. I am glad that you are starting to feel some measure of peace now. Grieving can be a long time in some lives.
Good attitude–and darling kitten!
Inger, the kitten had his picture taken at the county fair a couple of years ago. My daughter emailed to say that if I wanted any more sleepy kitten eyes, she has lots of pictures of our grand-cat. 🙂
Read a good book into the very wee hours and did not get much sleep. So these Monday eyes are struggling to stay open at 2 in afternoon, a strong cup of coffee did not help. However, isn’t that what summer vacation from school is for … the ability to take an afternoon nap?
Oh, it is going to be so hard to get back on a regular sleep schedule in a few weeks when school starts again … no more night owl.
YES! That is definitely what summer vacation is for, bearyweather, especially if you don’t need to work. How nice that you are reading a good book! They can be so mesmerizing. I, too, have been deeply lost in a book for the past couple of days. By the way, are you naturally a night owl or a morning chickadee? I am definitely more inclined to be a morning bird.
Sometimes my Monday morning eyes don’t open until Tuesday or Wednesday, but my work is at home so it’s okay. Nobody here minds if I’m bleary eyed. I love that we both posted horses today. And that kitten is too cute for words. 🙂
Ha ha, Tuesday or Wednesday? Grinning. My daughter is still in shock that I didn’t post HER kitty’s sleepy eyes. Yikes!
What an interesting post. 🙂 My Monday Morning eyes were focused on driving from Ladson to Kiawah Island which is a daily trip for me five days per week.
And how long is your drive, James? Is it short or far? Do your eyes like it much? 🙂
My drive to work takes about 65 minutes depending on the traffic. Sorry it took me so long to respond.
Thank goodness Monday’s work day is over for me. This was a rough Monday…though I woke up early in anticipation of a hard days work. I survived. Hoping Tuesday’s eyes are better. The horse looks worried though so I’m not so sure.
Hoping that Tuesday morning eyes are a little easier, Dawn. I so honor you for working full time AND keeping up such an active blog. Don’t think I could do it as well!
Pasty, Cudighi, Yooper Scooper, Ice on the Bay in May, Dehumidifier …
John, just so long you’re not talking about colorful fall leaves yet! grin…
Could I have the make-up artist…I meant to ask earlier!
I’m sure that could be arranged! 🙂
It is Wednesday morning here as I am reading this blog post, but days of the week blend together for me during the summer any way so it could just as easily be Monday. These eyes are longing for focus these days. Focus on what is good, focus on appreciation, focus on remembering that summer and time with my girls is fleeting.
Hi Karma, it’s Friday afternoon as I’m responding to this comment now–just think, it will be Monday again before we know it! Honoring your longing for gratitude and appreciation, Karma. It feels so good when we can keep our heart open.
Groggy is as groggy does… Sometimes Tim and I bumble and stumble around the kitchen in the morning, muttering one-word sentences, “gronk” “meh,” etc. It takes a while to get focused – can’t remember the last time I woke up feeling fresh as a daisy!
Enjoy that humidifier, Kathy. Yesterday the plumber replaced our ancient leaking hot water heater with a newer, bigger one… Now when we have company in the winter everyone will have a warm shower. Simple pleasures that money can buy sometimes…
I so enjoyed reading your comment, Barbara. I laughed out loud at “Groggy is as groggy does.” Happy to hear about your new hot water heater. Think we had ours replaced last summer. Love those simple pleasures!
PS – I meant DEhumidifier! 🙂
I knew EXACTLY what you meant, Barbara! 🙂
You couldn’t have picked a topic more relevant to my life right now. It’s ragweed season. And my eyes are an itchy, red mess, no matter which morning it is. *grumble*
Oh poor dear Ally Bean. Wishing that ragweed would just blow away…no, I can’t say that. When it’s gone, it will be winter again. Instead I wish that your eyes clear up. Truly.
Thank you. And I see your point about not wishing ragweed away. Not really up for winter right now.
Wide awake eyes indeed.
Are you awake now, Lunar? I am. But then it’s Wednesday afternoon…
The trouble with Monday morning eyes is when they persist until very early Thursday morning.
We bought a dehumidifier for our basement a couple years ago. We just cart the container upstairs as needed and water something in the yard with it. Surprising difference that thing makes!
Well, Heather, it’s early Thursday morning now–all of our eyes should be waking up now! I am pleasantly surprised by the good difference with the dehumidifier. We don’t have to empty ours–it drains automatically. It doesn’t turn off by itself, though. So we have to go up and downstairs to turn on & off. Wondering how high the electricity bill will be. Wondering if Barry will tend this while I’m gone. 🙂