30 Blog Challenge · Frantic Friday

Frantic Friday

It’s Friday. 

I’m tired.

The End.

Does this count toward my 30 Blog Challenge or do I have to actually formulate some deep random thoughts like how can I have so much laundry that is both clean and dirty?  or why do my children not like to sleep under a sheet? or how many Oreos are too many?

Clearly I need some rest.  More to come this weekend.  Water slides.  Tattoos.  Nosefrida.  and a late breaking blog on Bunk Beds.

Hope your weekend has as many interesting things in store!

30 Blog Challenge · Frantic Friday

Frantic Friday

As long as it’s weird to say I like Mondays, I might as well admit that I find Fridays pretty tough.  By Friday we’re tired.  Exhausted.  Flattened.  Drained. 

The result is frantic.  We tend to oversleep on Fridays and rush through our morning in 45 minutes or less.  I forget things and am not motivated to prepare for the next week.  The girls are whiny and grouchy and gearing for meltdowns.

Ah, but the beautiful thing about Fridays happens about mid-afternoon when I start to perk up and realize that I don’t have to rush through tomorrow morning, or worry about an unplanned lesson, or stress that Amelia may not have enough milk for her breakfast feeding.

Because tomorrow is Saturday.  Lovely, simple Saturday.