At after school pick-up on Friday, one of my working mom friends heaved a big sigh and blurted out what everyone else blurts out on Fridays, “Thank God it’s Friday!”
I started to agree, out of habit, then paused. Hmmm. I dunno.
Friday’s great and all, and definitely a signal of the week’s end to those slugging it out in the corporate, 9 to 5 world, but to me it means a house full of people again. Yes, people I love, absolutely, but those people I love are also noisy and make a mess. Don’t get me wrong, I do love family time, and I really love not making lunches and I super love that my hubby enjoys doing some of the cooking and I love a good family walk or round of Monopoly. But the weekend to me doesn’t bring about images of tranquil music and a spa atmosphere. It signals chaos.
Hockey practice, laundry, cleaning, groceries, planning meals for the week – all while tripping over Lego and managing the kids’ time spent on the iPad… “Yes, it HAS been 30 minutes! Get off the iPad!”
For a stay-at-home mom or a work-from-home mom or a combination (like me) of stay-at-home/working mom who works by day but still picks up the kids after school, I cheer for Mondays. On Mondays, I kiss my hubby goodbye as he heads to the office and take the kids to school in clean clothes with their fresh lunches, and then I come home to a quiet house. It might be a messy house, but it’s QUIET.
I’d love to say I put my feet up and eat bonbons while watching Oprah (is she even on TV anymore?) but I am often working – at one of my various jobs. Whether I’m writing, or painting (with my new co-owned interior painting company http://www.freshcoatpainters.ca), my surroundings are quiet. No arguing, no bickering over the TV, and definitely no endless “Mooooooommmmmmm!”
So call me weird, call me crazy but I love Mondays. So if you hear me utter TGIM, don’t panic, I haven’t had an aneurism, I’m just all about the Mondays.