This weekend was a busy one with birthdays and celebrations. Lately it feels like I get slammed with 2-3 events in one weekend and then nothing for weekends to come. And while it's nice to have the lazy Saturday/Sunday lie in bed mornings followed by all day nothingness, I find that I am most productive when my time is limited.. otherwise that couch can be very tempting and oh boy Netflix and the shows and fully released entire seasons, lets just say I was a zombie the weekend Season 2 of OITNB came out. Tough stuff huh, and both me and the hubster are victims to this.
Lucky for me it wasn't one of those weekends. It started off with an opening party for a good friend who recently opened a hair salon. It's fulfilling to see the big life changes in the lives of friends I've known since the early teenage years. Who would have thought we'd end up where we are. It gives me hope to see fellow ladies take a piece of that pie and make something for themselves. Makes me a believer in that maybe just maybe one day, I can have my own little thing too. She did offer to let me moonlight as an esthetician if I'd like. My not so secret passion for picking and squeezing.. I'm a picker, yup come from a long line of pickers. We spot something, oh it's happening, it's coming out. So it is unfortunate for me that my husband refuses to let me lay a finger on his rough and tough exterior. Oh I would be such a happy lil wifey if he could just do me that one favor and let me have at it. But no.. guess I just have to be patient another 10-12 years until the little man gets all hormonal and begs me to help him with his teenage hardships. Ahh the benefits to mothering. How did I get to this??
Saturday was spent doing the usual erranding. Which encompasses everything from bank runs (who even does that anymore?), food shopping.. numerous food store shopping, the holy grail.. Target walkabout, a Starbucks run or two and some last minute birthday gift shopping for a cute little boy's first birthday on Sunday. And just as fast as Friday came around so did Sunday morning. Something about Sunday morning. It's promising, the start of another free day but simultaneously slightly depressing as you know it's the imminent end of the weekend. It feels like the majority of a Sunday is spent preparing for the approaching workweek ahead. As soon as Sunday morning's figurative alarm clock sets off, it's as if the ringer is reset with the countdown leading you to the end of the day. As each hour passes, you're further reminded that the end is that much closer. What's ironic is that as much as I dread Monday morning, I tend to be the most productive on Mondays. Just as I wind down on a Friday and count my TGIF blessings, I suppose Mondays gives me the chance to renew and refresh my self and put my best self forward. Hmm sounds pretty convincing, now if I can only really psyche myself for this inspiring notion.
Well the clock is ticking here. Hope you all had a lovely weekend.
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