Is the weekend really over?

As I am thinking that the cleaning never ends and the dishes just keep on getting dirty, I am reminded that I am thankful that I have a roof over my head and a warm house to live in.  I am thankful again that I have people in my lives that make that house dirty.  I am thankful that I have food to make my dishes dirty and that God blessed me with a love of cooking (too bad I don't enjoy cleaning as much as I enjoy cooking :).  I am so blessed!  (The house is still not completely clean and there are still some dirty dishes, but I am content!)