While I enjoy our pilgrimages, time with friends, etc., most of the time a weekend like that leaves me slightly depressed and extremely exhausted on Monday.
Today was no exception. On days like today, I promptly turn off my alarm and snooze a bit until it's clear to DH that it's going to be "one of those days" and he usually picks up the slack for a bit until the guilt kicks in - how can I expect him to do more than he does now? Then I kind of mope around a bit, hoping that he'll say "go back to bed. I'll work from home" which, curiously, happened a lot more when I was pregnant...guess I went to that well a few too many times. :0)
So, he was out the door and I took a few minutes to check email. To my delight, though not completely a surprise since she's been on my mind a lot lately, I had an email from a long-lost friend! Since she does all that I do (with more kids) that's always a good motivator. Besides, it's just so nice to hear from her.
Then, God in His Mercy (or, truthfully, it feels more like Our Lady or even St. Gianna making good on the prayer for our marriage/family) decided it was a good day to allow this to finally happen...