And so ends another weekend. I accomplished a bit, but none of it was related to cleaning my house. And none of it involved lesson plans. So it looks like a late night of laundry and lesson planning. And that's okay. It's my own fault for living foolishly this weekend.
This is my least favorite time of the week. It's the time I kick myself for the same ridiculous decisions I made last weekend. On Fridays I get in my mind a bunch of things I should do for school...and there's always a very obvious list of things at home. Friday night about bedtime I am gung-ho about getting things done. Saturday morning I'm all about sleeping in. Then I get up to see what's gone on in cyberspace while I slept. Then if I don't have the girls, I waste a BUNCH of time online before running some errands like grocery shopping or...ohhhh, I don't know, taking a nap. It's so quiet that time passes without me paying a whole lot of attention to it. And frankly, my mind just craves for Saturday to be FREE. Along comes evening and I find I've done nothing, but think, "Why start this late?....Tomorrow after chuch, I'll get busy." And you can imagine how Sunday goes. I won't bore you with it.
But it's that time ... again.
And to polish off this glorious evening, I just returned from a Christian Financial Counseling seminar. Sunshine, did you pray this onto me??? It is actually really going to be a good thing...the best thing. But oh how I hate to even think of finances. If I could afford it, I'd hire someone to manage it all for me. But then, if I could afford it, maybe I wouldn't mind thinking about it all, lol.
Okay...the laundry and lesson plans are a-callin'. I'd better get outta here.