Dear Sunday, I’m grateful for you today. An extension of the weekend that sometimes feels melancholy, yet something to look forward to all the same. Sunday vibes hit a bit differently today. I’m still pretty run down from my health crap I’ve been going through these past few weeks, and this weekend seems to have […]
Sticking with Sunday Read More »
This morning started off basically as badly as it could have. My body is so far and beyond physically exhausted, last night all I wanted to do was go to sleep. Going to sleep before midnight and way too many drinks is a nightly occurrence for me. Yet last night, it was 10pm, I didn’t
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It’s that time again…that magical hour I seem to get once or twice a week of complete solitude. When no one is left in the house but me and the dogs. And, oh, is that so very much my favorite hour. No one needs me, no one is talking or making noise or crying or
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I’m putting it out there. Today is going to be a good day. It’s Saturday, my husband is home, he’s helping out with the kids, I actually got to heat a hot meal this morning…everything feels okay. For this moment, this hour, things feel good. My husband took the kids to the park this morning
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6 years ago today, I married my best friend. Last year we started the tradition of going “away” for our anniversary to celebrate. Really, all that consists of is staying in a hotel 20 minutes from our house, but hey. It’s a kidless weekend, and that’s the best kind of weekend that there is. Overall,
An anniversary staycation, and the realities of a Sunday. Read More »
Today is the last weekend before Christmas. When our house will fill up and the chaos begins, once again. As much as I….feel…about Christmas…(yay, go joy..?) I’m also a bit dreading it. The constant noise and chaos and, well, you know. Every weekend for the past few months has been filled with trying to accomplish
A guilt free, stress free Saturday Read More »
I don’t want the weekend to end, I don’t want my role as the (only) caretaker, as shit taker, as nurse, as mom, as therapist…to begin again. On the weekends, I can stop. If even just for a few hours…my husband willingly takes them for just a little while. On a run in the stroller,
Sunday night anxieties Read More »
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
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The Friday before a 3 day weekend. It’s been a long week in its own right, but this makes it feel even longer. There is a part of me that has come to dread the weekends. It’s like I have no excuse to feel bad. My husband willingly and graceful gives me a break from
