Sunday Morning

It's Sunday morning again; It's Sunday morning and I can't follow through with my full Sunday ritual. You know the one, breakfast with the husband, dash off to do laundry, read and work on the dream of el Camino de Santiago... I feel so lost without it.

Why am I not in the ritual groove... the car is being persnickety. The definition of persnickety: "b: having the characteristics of a snob" quoted from the http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary website. Yes, the Saturn is being a snob, it only starts when it is ready to! This has caused so much drama in our lives this week. If we go anywhere, that requires a vehicle, one of us has to stay in the running car while the other person goes inside to do whatever it is to be done - grocery shopping sucks in this situation. We did our ritual Wednesday breakfast together at Shortcakes and it wasn't as refreshing as normal because we left the car running with the doors locked and I was nervous about doing this. Not only did I feel nervous, but I felt really bad that I was "damaging" the environment by a running car. ARGH! I hate being the owner of a persnickety car.

I know, Stillwater not very large and it is only a mile to where I work, but the weather has been so cold that I am not willing to walk anywhere. I know, I know... "shame on me!" I feel so extremely bad because I am not willing to walk when it is so very cold outside when we will be walking in all sorts of weather on the pilgrimage. It is frustrating to know I am being so very lazy! Well, lazy when it comes to the walking. ARGH, again!

So, I am doing a new "temporary" Sunday Morning ritual: coffee, toast and jam, bacon, Shaun Mullins and you - my blog. Sigh, there's the peacefulness.