I know that most everyone looks forward to three-day weekends. I certainly did as a child, or at least while I was in school. I may have even looked
forward to them when my children were younger and in school. Now, I dread them.
Especially the "Monday off"- We just had a weekend and then.... WHAM!
another day off, except, we have had all our good fun, and eaten all the good
food, and used up all our good manners and all that is left is the fighting and
the tantrums and the mess. I exhausted all my Fun Mom supply on Saturday and all
my Calm Peaceful Mom supply on Sunday. Monday is supposed to be my day to
get rid of everyone and pick up the pieces of my life and prepare for the week
ahead.. .But wait, my house is covered in children -- children who can't find headphones,
and who left snow boots outside and so they are still wet (and cold)! And
children who are perhaps on each others' nerves even more than they are on
mine.
And to make this weekend just a little extra special we switched internet
providers and so some screens in this house can connect to the internet and
some can't. Woe be unto those who use some that can't get onto the internet,
because you will not be able to play with the rest of the brothers in the
minecraft / hunger games / LAN / survival battle and essentially you now have
nothing to do but wreak havoc on those who are playing.
But Huzzah! Today is Tuesday, though this week it is the Monday in my world
and even though I really hate Tuesdays because every lesson, and practice and
church activity we are involved in happens to be on Tuesday -- today is also
Monday, and everyone went back to school and I got have my very own, quiet
shower while the baby napped, and I knew no one was going to wake her up. And I
get to look at my schedule and know just where everyone is /or needs to be at
just what time and all I have to do is get them there. And things are going
to run smoothly, because it is back to real life today, even if it is a day
late.
