i've always loved the weekends. but now i really, really love the weekends.
i slept until 8:30 this morning. i made my bed. i'm actually blogging. i'm going to go run for an hour. mom and i are going to a movie later today. i might stop in at barnes. i might go grocery shopping or do some laundry. heck, i might even take out the trash or pay some bills.
i don't get to do any of the above during the week. there's no time when you wake up at 6:00 am, leave the house at 7:00 am, don't get home until 7:30 pm, work some more until 11:30 pm, and then finally fall to sleep exhausted at midnight. wash, rinse, repeat x5 days a week.
i was looking through some old pictures this mornings, remembering when i actually had a life, went out and did fun things with friends. but now i seem to be even more anti-social than ever. not that i object to going out and having fun.... but i'm just so tired all. the. time. i really need to learn out how to balance work and home (i realize as i write this that i sound so adult-ish - "balancing work and home" - ugh). i've yet to figure out how to work at work and then relax and have a life at home because as it is right now, i work at work and then work some more at home. which means simple things like eating, exercising, sleeping, grocery shopping, washing clothes, and remembering to breathe are simply not on the day's agenda. it's exhausting. i love it, but it's exhausting.
i am now understanding why so many teachers call it quits after their first year = complete and total burn-out. they physically can't make it through another school year. not that i am anywhere near that point, but i can see how it happens.
ahhh, the life of a working woman.
sooooo.... this post started out in one direction and then took a turn somewhere, and now i'm not really sure where it's headed, so i better stop before things get too crazy.
happy labor day weekend, y'all.
proof that i used to be fun to be around...