Don’t mess up the weekend

Good morning, Saturday. I’m glad you’re finally here. Although truthfully, I’m never quite sure what to do with you.

This morning I woke up and my husband already knew it, that you and I needed the day together. So without even asking, he took the kids out and will entertain them for the next few hours.

I want to make the most of my time with you, but I don’t really know what that means. And, Saturday, if I’m being honest, more often than not, you feel like a bad influence on me. I know you want to spend the day drinking together, but is that really the best idea?

We’ve spent so many days together doing just that. And I know we always thought that those days would feel AMAZING…but that’s another friend of ours talking. That friend is another bad influence, I’m sure of that. We don’t need alcohol crashing this party today.

Today is for us. And I want it to count. I’m outside writing this right now, something I rarely do. But it’s cool and calm and quiet…exactly what a day like today calls for.

I wish I could be alone and feel content with myself, with you, but I think that’s something I still need to work on. I know I’ll feel too guilty to simply relax and enjoy my day with you, Saturday, but I hope to at least not ruin it.

So…please stop telling me that it’s a good idea to invite alcohol into our time together today. We don’t need it. I know you’re really pretty sure it will make everything better….but it never does. It’s never made anything better. We can do better without it.

Today scares me. It scares me because I want it so badly, I desperately want something to feel good and just be okay…but I feel like that won’t be the case.

Anyway…lets try to get it right today, okay? We don’t get time alone like this often…so can we PLEASE. Just Not Mess It Up.

Maybe just this once. Maybe we can just agree to mess it up on Sundays.

Who the heck needs Sundays anyway.