Why, you ask? (although I suspect many of you out there are also Friday lovers) I love waking up on Friday morning, to the realization that it is the last day you have to wake up at 6:00 am in order to prod your sleeping daughter awake before school. Of couse, that thought is quickly tempered by, "Shoot, I have to get up tomorrow even *earlier* in order to drive the same daughter (and whoever else chooses to tag along) up to Seattle for her darn soccer game, grumble, grumble, grumble". But, that's o.k., because I truly love watching my children play soccer....just preferably here at home.
Then as I'm quickly packing lunches into backpacks, and waking the other three kids, I'm so thankful that it's the last time I have to go through the process for the week. I have nothing but the calm (HA!), relaxing (double HA!) weekend to look forward to. I drive Delaney up to her bus stop (halfway up our hill), hoping the other three will behave for five minutes, drive back down, and then quickly feed them, brush hair and teeth, dress them, *try* (and fail) to get Trey's hair to lay flat, before loading them in a loving manner (a.k.a. throwing the kids and their backpacks into car), driving back up the hill to drop Emily at the same bus stop (although usually missing the bus, so driving to second, or third stop to catch bus), and then heading into the big city to get Trey to school. By this point, all I really want to do is crawl back into bed for another hour or two of sleep, but instead we drop Trey off, and usually head back home and go to the gym (babysitting- it's a good thing).
I typically have an hour to get Jake home, hair re-brushed, lunch made and laid out for the big Kindergarten boy, and then another trip to the bus stop, where I watch Jake walk onto the bus, and breathe a sigh of relief. Four kids, off to school- CHECK. I get a whole hour to get everything done that is on my to do list before trekking back into town to get Trey.
Friday- the anticipation of NOT having to do all of the above for two whole days makes for such a wonderful day!
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Saw your Monday post and headed back to Friday. I had a similar conversation with a friend this weekend. Most weekends I enjoy until Sunday evening...then I start to get a bit stressed, a bit of dread...cause I know Monday's coming. What a shame I spend most of the 4-5 hours that are left of the weekend dreading the next day. Not a good use of time! But then, Monday always comes. It's usually not as bad as I dreaded on Sunday. There is a scene from the movie Kate and Leopold ( silly movie ), they are on the balcony enjoying a Sunday afternoon and she says "I hate Sundays" and when he asks why she says...because Monday comes right after! Hope your Monday was actually okay and that you have a great week!
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