Weekend Anticipation

My favorite part of the week is fast approaching; that part being 4 pm Friday when I can walk out the door of this forsaken place that I call my job and not look back until 8 am Monday. Unfortunately the weekend passes entirely too quickly and Monday morning will be here again before I know it. In conclusion, I hate my job and am desperately seeking a new one.

Our weekends are pretty uneventful. We never really do anything exciting or go anywhere. There doesn't seem to be a whole lot to do in this small town. We'll settle in front of the television after supper, read the little one his favourite books for the thousandth time, send him off to dreamland and then veg out ourselves. Oh, the hubby will probably enjoy a cold beer or two because it is Friday and all but that's about it. Not very exciting at all. Saturdays are usually passed running a few errands and tidying up the house. We'll probably end up spending a few hours visiting the hubby's parents who live in a little outport about 30 minutes away and I won't get into how much fun that will be. Let's just say that I don't overly enjoy visiting my in-laws; they are not my favourite people and I am not one of theirs. We simply put up with one another for the sake of peace and harmony. Sundays are usually spent doing nothing at all. Oh we'll go to my parents house for jigg's dinner and that's about it. The rest of the afternoon will be spent at home, playing with the little one and playfully tormenting each other, relaxing and you just can't beat that.

Quote of the Day:
"Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." John Lennon (1940-1980)