Some days you just don’t want to participate. At all. Today was kinda one of those days for me. I worked on the chairs for a few hours yesterday until the back pieces got on my last nerve and I was about 2 seconds from throwing it across the garage, that’s when I decided it was time to go sit in my kiddie pool with my book and chill out. Yes, I have a plastic kiddie pool on my deck. N called me a redneck and I think he’s concerned that I’m loosing my mind. I figure it’s my deck and if either of the 2 neighbors that can see into my yard are bothered by it they don’t have to look this way.
Most people love Friday because it’s the start of the weekend. I hate Friday, because it’s the start of the weekend. I hate weekends. Weekends are always the hardest when N is gone. Weekends are our time, that’s when we hang out and work on stuff and HE does the yard work and I tell him it looks good and we are together. The week doesn’t bother me as much, he works all day, sometimes he works late so he’s only home maybe 2 or 3 hours before it’s bed time but weekends, that’s our time. I miss our time. I try to plan stuff to get me out of the house on the weekends so I’m not home alone. Tomorrow I’m going to a local water park with some friends. That will keep me busy. I think it’s even worse when my friends here have stuff going on with their other friends so I don’t have the option of making plans with anyone. Last weekend sucked because everyone I know here was out of town including my neighbor so I was just here all weekend hanging out with the dogs.
I’m just ready for this to be over. Time is flying by but the weekends usually seem to stand still. I’m glad it’s already June but I’d rather it be our R&R month immediately followed by homecoming month and we can just skip those other pesky months in between. It’s nice to dream.




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