Good-bye
to those imaginary hours
that seem to stretch to
infinity
on Friday.
The possibilities are endless.
I can clean my house
write in my notebook
start another book
write lesson plans
grade papers
And then, when the work is
done,
I can
nap
visit friends
do a little shopping
play with Chloe
Reenergize
BUT
here it is on Sunday night
and my bag sits beside me
untouched
a bare sketch of lesson plans
Where did those hours go?
I love this! Your writing reveals a truth for us all!! Ahhh! The dream of weekends begun!!
ReplyDeleteThat's the enjoyment of retirement - you don't lose those weekend hours. Hope it was an enjoyable weekend even if your bag didn't get opened.
ReplyDeleteHours evaporate on the weekend. Odd how that happens.
ReplyDeleteSo true! So sad! All those good intentions languishing....
ReplyDeleteSo true! So sad! All those good intentions languishing....
ReplyDeleteOh! I loved your slice today!! I too had such ambitions for today. I made a list of all the places/errands I needed to run and in the order I needed to go. But halfway into the day, I had only 2 things done and I was exhausted. It's 6:30 and I'm just now getting to my writing assignment for today. :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, so true!!! Where does that time go? :-) You captured that Sunday-night feeling perfectly, Deb!
ReplyDeleteI can't tell you but the hours always seem to stretch before me too. Hope your weekend was good no matter what.
ReplyDeleteI know that feeling all too well ... my bag is sprawled beside me, but I sit here reading slices!
ReplyDelete#truth
ReplyDeleteMy bag is beckoning too...
I do find that each week speeds by faster and faster. At this rate, summer -- with its generous hours -- will be here before we know it. I hope your weekend was a super one. And, you know what? It will all get done; it always does.
I'm also reminding myself... :)
#truth
ReplyDeleteMy bag is beckoning too...
I do find that each week speeds by faster and faster. At this rate, summer -- with its generous hours -- will be here before we know it. I hope your weekend was a super one. And, you know what? It will all get done; it always does.
I'm also reminding myself... :)
Oh, how I know that feeling!
ReplyDeleteYour writing has captured it so well.