Mondays are hard. We have such lovely weekends. Really, this weekend was so lovely. And then, suddenly, I’m back at work missing my little family. By Tuesday we’ve all kind of acclimated. And then the countdown is on to the next weekend. I do like my job and my colleagues, but I’ve never looked so eagerly forward to my evenings and weekends before. It is truly precious time.
Here’s a little something to rub my gums on while I wait for 5pm (notice B’s new amber teething necklace):
queenbess03
April 24, 2012 at 11:39 am
I can’t speak to the wife and child part, but I will agree that Mondays are the most difficult day for me, as well. I don’t know about you, but I’ve learned that the sacrifices I am making for my family now (even though it’s just two of us) have made me prioritize even more carefully than I did before. Courage, friend! :)
Danielle Gilbert
April 24, 2012 at 3:41 pm
right there with ya, babe! hugs….