Sunday, March 4, 2012

Sundays Are Rotten

Sunday is designed to be "a day of rest". It says so right there in the Bible. The sabbath. A holy day. A time to focus on family and the Lord.

I hate Sundays. There, I said it. In this house, it's none of the things described in the Bible. Ever. In fact, it's the polar opposite. Sundays make me cry. And not in a good way.

Most of the time, all my energy is spent breaking up the fighting and trying to keep my own voice at a 'righteous' level. This morning, children #2 and #3 spent a minimum of 3.2 hours crying. Good glory, the crying! #3 stabbed #2 with a pencil because she wouldn't stop reading out loud. Where on earth is that described in Genesis?

I looked at my kids today and realized that there is inherently something wrong with them. I'm not kidding. Somewhere along the way, the DNA in this family went bazeerk. And now, there's no turning back. Add in a Sunday "family day" where we're jammed together, and trouble is just itching to come out.

Oh, and let's not forget the actual church-going part of the day. That just adds another layer of special. By the time we all sit down on a pew, all I want to do is cuss and kick someone. Hard. But instead, I sing hymns and pretend we are a normal family. It's a talent I work at.

I don't have a solution for the problem. I'm living knee deep in the mess and can't see a way out. What if we skipped Sundays? Just hopped from Saturday to Monday? Kinda like a leap year, just every week. I think it might be worth having just a one day weekend. Just think of all the sanity we could save.

Until then, I'll just keep on living the dream. That's what this is around here. A dream. One where children stab each other for speaking and grown ups visualize running away. That's how it's described in the Bible, right?


Rachelle Woolley said...

My child #3 pinched child #4 because they were "singing too loud" and they were "sick of it." I am definitely in favor of skipping Sundays as well!! :)

Eric and Amy said...

HILARIOUS! You certainly look like the "perfect li'l family" at church on Sundays. Your inner feelings hide well ;). Just blame it all on Todd's genes. And then he conveniently leaves you half the day on Sunday to deal with his genes on his own. How rude! How convenient for him! Ha, thanks for verbalizing the reality we all have at home on Sundays ... or at least we do here in this house too!