Weekends in our house used to be a time of respite. Yes, we did have sports activities and parties but we also sprinkled in there naps and just hanging around the house relaxing, playing and laughing. Nowadays, our weekends are just a continuation of the marathon. This weekend in particular is ridiculous. Three soccer tournaments (all at different locations) and a swim meet. E also has two graduation parties and starts her life guarding job. Somewhere in there everyone also needs to get to mass and finish homework. We are getting help, but that actually adds a whole level of stress and guilt needing help from my family.
Today is just one of those days that I want my life back. I know it's not very healthy to go there mentally. I miss our old family. I miss our lazy weekends. I guess I'm just feeling sorry for myself and tired. It's been a rough couple weeks and I could use a break. Sigh.