Sundays are the hardest day of the week for me. You would think staying home all day with no agenda other than laundry, dishes, spending quality time with the family, changing sheets, and all other mother/wife things would make me feel complete but they don’t.
Without physical activity I feel irritated and sulky and annoyed and disgruntled. This is wrong so I feel like a bad parent and wife on top of it all and that makes GUILT!!! I do most of those things most days of the week but with those things I get to workout and socialize and decompress. Every other day of the week I have a schedule and the children and Jimmy know the schedule. I don’t like being ho hum. I’ve tried to make a Sunday agenda but it never seems to work, something always disrupts it or my time table gets off so I get even more bitchy.
To add to my annoyance I am a little sore and the kids have spent a little too much time together so it all boils down to I don’t enjoy Sundays. I really feel awful about saying this, more guilt, but as I sit here while my children fight over a puzzle piece I want to explode! I do love them all, I have so many, but not on Sundays.
I’m really just biding my time until 8 pm, bedtime for some!!! Then till 9:30 pm, bedtime for the rest!!!
Lord help me, Monday can’t come soon enough!
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