Ok it may not be a world record for lateness, but it does happen more often on a Monday than any other day.
The reason is we start the day so early.  Merril and I are normally out of the home by just before 6am.  Merril wanted to do something else this morning, so it was closer to 5.30am we left home.
It is the time of year where it is well and truly light by around 4.30am.  Ok it is a little while before the sun id due to come up but it is light early.  Closer to Christmas (the summer solstice) the days start getting shorter again.
So we were up and out very early.  We have a time praying early and at least one other person comes.  When they do, we always go to Banjo’s for breakfast afterwards.  We went to Banjo’s this morning and had a great chat together.
Every second week or so a mate of mine comes over to our place for a visit at 9am.  That is what happened today.  I always enjoy our chats and confess I did a bit of this and a bit of that when he went.
Then I watched the news.  Bush fires and someone changing political parties and of course murders.  I did not watched the lot but saw we should not expect a storm later today (contrary to yesterdays forecast).  Instead, it is due tomorrow.
We had one last night.  The feature of it was non-threatening thunder and rain.  There was 30ml in the gauge this morning.  Today  is muggy.  I had a rest after the news.  So did Merril.  She has now gone out to get provisions for dinner tomorrow.  I am taking nibblies which I bought recently.  Whatever she cooks there is no doubt it will be good.
Mondays definitely start in a flurry but mostly end with me catching up with a few things.  Today is like that.  There is stuff to do In the yard but if that happens it will be when it is cooler.  I have worked on one garden bed and potted some plants.  Never mind the plants -  I was starting to wilt though as it got hotter.
But there is more I have thought of to do now.  No Hurry though.

Yesterday did not turn out as planned, but it was a good day anyway.
We normally run a market on the 1st and 3rd Saturday each month (and Wednesday).  Yesterday another group used the area we normally use for a market.  We did learn from it though.  It is all in the set up.  We cordoned off one area but not the other.  It was the area we did not cordon off that was used.  They say a mistake only remains a mistake if it is not learned from.  I reckon we will be right next time.
We actually found ourselves with time off we did not expect.  Merril offered to cook a couple of things for a “thank you” that was happening after the pantry closed.  It was a thank you to everyone who had contributed to keep the pantry running.
Merril and I had been invited.  We run the market with all proceeds going to the pantry.
What was clear to see was the number of people it takes to run the panty.  All are volunteers.  One works all week and then volunteers of a Saturday to serve.
A number of people who normally help out could not make it.  But there were drivers who pick up donated and inexpensive food stuffs from various locations. Trips to pick up items happen most days of the week.  Then there are those who take delivery of items and price them and then put them on the shelves.
Making the best use of the space is an art in itself.  Items are sold cheap and clients know it.  Although the pantry is only open twice a week from 9.30 to 1pm, clients line up early to get bargains.  Some things are free like bread and veges and they are popular.
Then there are the people that serve the clients.  Others help out as they can with items and supplies to clients and staff.
All in all it is a team effort.  They say it takes a village to raise a child.  It takes a village to run a pantry, and all are necessary and appreciated.  Yesterday was a thank you for helpers.

It amazes me how it seems to me some things are true and I should do them – even if I do not want to.  There was something in the James Clear email that I reckon is true, but it can be so hard to do.
It went something like, "Greatness takes guts. And often, it's the courage to eliminate the things you can do fairly well so you have the capacity to do one thing exceptionally well. Have the courage to take more off your plate."
I have seen this so often and there is often a reluctance to let go.  Reasons can be numerous and seemingly legitimate, but always the outcome is stifling for all.
Sometimes, and to me this is the greatest deception of all, there is a belief that no one else can do the job as well as me.  It is doubtful another will ever do something the same way, but different does not equate to lessor.  But everyone needs time to “learn the ropes” and it is only the fruit of someone’s endeavours that tells the story of effectiveness and motives.
I am in a position right now where I feel to let go of some things that I know I do ok with and concentrate on things I am really passionate about.
There is no doubt that can be hard to do.  Familiarity often equates to comfort.  It would be easy in one sense to remain doing the familiar and avoid the courage needed for the unknown.
To achieve a goal sometimes means encountering unexpected obstacles.  Obstacles unfaced before and even unthought of.  Yet obstacles that if undealt with will prevent me from achieving what I have in mind.
Of late I have seen my life like removing everything from a table and only putting back what is required.  It has sometimes meant saying good-bye to comfort and familiarity and saying hello to unexpected things.
But life is nothing if not interesting and taking things off my place definitely leaves room for other things.