Well....another weekend has passed. Again I feel like it was wasted. I'm not sure if there is anything I could do on these precious two days a week that would make me feel relaxed, rejuvinated and ready for another work week. I had a mental list of all the things I wanted to get accomplished this weekend. Laundry, paint the living room, re-pot some plants, lay down some grass seed and fill in the holes in the yard from Indy digging, organize my desk, UNPACK MY BAG from when I visited up north....the list could go on and on. What actually ended up happening feels so much less productive, sounds much more relaxing, and yet somehow wasn't at all. I did manage to get in a good run with the pooch, spend some quality time hanging out with Linus and Chris, discover a good recipe for sunday morning waffles, give the dog a bath, see Stardust and make some vanilla bean ice cream from scratch. Somehow, at the end of all that I'm still exhausted and not at all ready for another Monday...especially one that I know will be a demanding one.
I talked to my parents briefly tonight...and when I expressed a dread for the upcoming work week and a lack of enthusiasm for working in general, rather than tell me, "hey! it gets better!", they responded, "yup. us too. we know exactly how you feel". Well....at least I know that in 20 years I'll still feel the same every Sunday night. At least I have that kind of consistency.
On the bright side....I do have new hair!