To Wherever And Back

If money grew on trees, clothes washed and folded themselves, and toilets were self-cleaning, this is what a week in my perfect world would look like:

Sunday: I wake up and have a big breakfast with Ryan before heading off to church. Church is fantastic...very uplifting. The singing is beautiful and we sing all my favorite songs (which should be easy since I have hundreds of them). After church we have a big delicious lunch before turning in for the regular Sunday afternoon nap. After waking up feeling completely relaxed and refreshed, we go for a walk outside because it is a beautiful day. It's always a beautiful day in this perfect world, sunny and low 80s. Next we have a huge snack before heading off to night church. Night church is followed by dinner with friends and a movie on the couch with Ryan before bedtime.

Monday: Wake up when I wake up (no alarm screaming at me to get out of bed). Head off to violin lessons. I'm getting pretty good and will probably be joining the symphony soon. After I play tennis with my girlfriends I meet my mom for lunch at a really good, girly-food restaurant. After lunch Mom and I go get pedicures and go shopping. Dinner is magically on the table when I get home and Ryan has had an equally fantastic day.

Tuesday: Once again, wake when I wake and go to art class. In the afternoon I go to the beach with friends. After a fun day in the sun my friends and I all meet our husbands at ballroom dance class and, surprisingly, the husbands are as excited about it as we are. Ryan and I are such great dancers. People are really getting jealous of how advanced we are. After class our families come over for dessert and game night. Everyone wants to be on my team because my team always wins.

Wednesday: Wednesdays consist of sign language class and cooking class. Once again, I'm great at both. Star of the class, you might say. Wednesday night I have Bible Study with my friends and Ryan with his, followed with Bunco for the girls and sports-watching for the boys.

Thursday: Start the morning off with breakfast and a devotional on the porch with Ryan, followed by a swim in our pool. On Thursdays I attend advanced German and intermediate French classes. Although, I probably should have skipped the intermediate course because, in my perfect world, I'm never "intermediate". I try not to overuse my voice in my language classes because on Thursday nights I'm Mary Poppins in the Broadway hit, Mary Poppins.

Friday: I sleep in because I'm exhausted from all the parties after the big show last night. I'm telling you, if my house didn't stay clean on it's own there is just no way I could handle all of this! Mid-morning on Friday I pack a picnic lunch and Ryan and I take it on our sailboat where we spend the day snorkeling and fishing with all our closest friends. We stay and watch the sun set before docking at a great local restaurant and enjoying a 2 hour, 6 course meal filled with story-telling and laughing til we cry moments.

Saturday: Take a morning jog on this beautiful day and then head to a sporting event that is filled with excitement and nail-biting moments. We eat hot dogs, nachos, ice cream and then our team wins. On Saturday night we get really dressed up and head to the theater because Ryan loves getting dressed up and going to the theater as much as I do...in my perfect world.

Speechless. Except that if this is how I had to get to work everyday, I'm thinking I would be arriving either really, really early or really, really late! Can you even imagine this kind of "rush hour"? I thought I was on some uncomfortably crowded trains in NYC and Europe...nothing compared to this! I love that the one guy won't give up on getting the other guy in that cart! Think about what they look like when they get to work...someone else's lipstick on their shirt, someone's sweaty arm in their face. What's the point with hairspray? I can see myself walking into that train all fixed up for work and looking professional and then stepping off with my hair all stuck up in the air, makeup running because I was crying from being stuck under someone's smelly arm pit, face blue from lack of oxygen, jacket torn from obvious reasons... Maybe I'll drive happily to work on time tomorrow. :)