So here’s the thing I think Lover Boy had it right…”Everybody’s working for the weekend.” (Perhaps they had something right? It certainly wasn’t their style…)
Well, that’s how I feel anyway. The work week is so full, so busy, so exhausting. The getting everybody ready and out of the house before 7am. The bottle washing, lunch making, meeting having, brain using crap that fills my week makes me really really tired. And based on a little survey of some near and dear, when asked what the top 3 things they need to make their weekend a success they unanimously answered “sleep.” So I have a hunch we are all tired. All over-worked and all at least sometimes “working for the weekend.”
Here’s my issue, and perhaps you have already solved this. I can be a little slower than the average cat sometimes. The weekend is filled with PRESSURE. As a working mom in my brain I have a list (a very long list) of things I need to do, wish I had time for, should do, and so on. The list looms over my head every Friday.
Weekends should be this…Weekends should be that….Weekends need family time, me time, couple time, hammer time (okay well not that or maybe?!?!). Before you know it I’ve should all over myself (a great expression that my aunt said once and I’ve loved ever since). Why do I do that? I guess if I really think about it I do all of it out of a desire to be my greatest self. I mean really when you think about it life is so short, the moments so fleeting. Anyone who has ever loved a child knows this too well. It seems as if you turn your head and they have gone from the sweet cuddly super needy infant to a child who doesn’t want to hold your hand anymore. Not only is life short but it is fast, sometimes traveling in what I would only know as “holy crap I’m gonna get sick” fast.
So I’ve been thinking a lot about this and I’m not sure I’ve come to any real solutions yet, but I have a hunch that part of my issue with the weekend is I’m looking at it as a whole. A whole time of forced fun, forced relaxation, chores, and all that fun stuff. Which to be honest sounds daunting in itself. I need to slow down and realize that just like the rest of life, the weekend is really just a bunch of moments all pieced together and in the grand scheme of things it’s not the to do list check marks that will matter its the things that just happen on their own when I’m present enough to let them. Tich Nhat Hanh says, “The present moment is filled with joy and happiness. If you are attentive, you will see it.” Well we can’t all be that wise but I am grateful for others’ wisdom and I’m pretty sure I found my answer….
This weekend while I’m grocery shopping, doing 95,000 loads of laundry, listening to the sweet giggles of my boys, and trying to steal a kiss from my husband I am going to be attentive. Right then and there. I am going to be in the moment. Who knows maybe I’ll feel better Sunday night when I tuck myself into bed. It’s definitely worth a shot because the sight of joy and happiness in your own little corner of the world is nothing to shake your head at.
Let’s see if we can do this together. Especially if Lover Boy is right? If we’ve been working for the weekend, we need to enjoy it in the moment 🙂
Happy Friday kids.