Friday, March 3, 2017
Friday in Third
I didn't think it was funny. I was annoyed. As the day went on, I could feel my patience slipping away. I could feel the sarcasm creeping into my brain, and I had to actively stop my mouth from letting sarcastic, zinging words past my lips. During my afternoon prep, I didn't make myself work. Instead, I sat in my classroom and just let myself BE. I scrolled through my Twitter feed. I read a National Geographic Kids magazine.
On Mondays, I am energized, ready to go for the week, my head full of plans.
On Fridays, I am spent, energy exerted, my head full of wishes for a weekend of quiet and relaxation.
Of course, as a mom of a teenager and an almost teenager, a wife, and a homemaker, my weekends are rarely full of quiet and relaxation. Tonight I will begin to tackle my weekend to-do list: menu plan for next week, make the grocery list, tidy, vacuum, laundry, lesson planning. There's always a list, and there's always at least one thing that doesn't get done. And I'm ok with that.
Because I will take some time for me this weekend. That might look like binge-watching some episodes of Downton Abbey. It might be a nap on Saturday afternoon. It might be finding a book to lose myself in. It will definitely involve conversation, laughter, and at least one glass of wine.
Because I have to recharge.
Because I have to be energized, ready for the week, my head full of plans on Monday.