Remember when you were a kid in school and Friday was the best day of the week because it meant no school for two whole days??? Now, as an adult, we look forward to no work for two whole days and yet...are the weekends as relaxing as they were when we were kids?
I am the first to admit that the weekends are less relaxing in our house due to the many activities the kiddo has...and the wonderful friends we have, and the fact that I love to spend time with them. Frankly, they sometimes stress me out. That being said, why is it, that even at my somewhat older age, Friday nights still seem daunting and if I want to just head home after whatever practice we have and sleep, I feel like I am doing something wrong?
Tonight is a prime example - I am in the mood to crash. I have had a rough couple weeks at work, busy (yet wonderful) time at home and woke up with a wicked fever at 5am yesterday - which didn't stop me from drugging up with aspirin and heading into the office. Emotionally I am pretty sure I am this close to a breakdown (not the commit me kind of breakdown, the cry in the pillow or sitting on the stairs for no apparent reason breakdown and seriously, what good does that do?!?). YET, I feel like it is Friday night and if I go to bed right after I put the kiddo down, I am the biggest loser on the planet.
I think it is time to rise above that feeling; so tonight, for all you not yet old but no so much young adults out there, I am going to say it is fine, nay, wonderful that we are a point in our lives where if we want to go to bed at 9, we are totally allowed to and no one or nothing can make us feel badly about that.
GOOD NIGHT (or at least it will be after I take this Tylenol PM)
:-)
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