What a week. It already feels too long and has been snagged with excessive heat, exploding computer programs, expanding waistlines and a leashless dog with an undeniably keen sniffer…and it’s only Wednesday.
But, of course, in my mind it was already Thursday. So, this morning, when I was reminded that it was really only Wednesday, I felt like I lost my lead in the race or that my delicious Berry Berry Strawberry ice cream fell off my cone and hit the floor before I was able to even taste it. “You mean I have to do Wednesday all over again??” This bites.
Hump day is usually a happy one for me. Half the work week is down, and you have nothing but weekend goodness to look forward to. And there’s lots of goodness to look forward to this weekend. Besides the two whole days off work, an impromtu BBQ at Alicia’s (maybe), and our early Saturday morning hike with Humphrey, my Mom and Dave are coming to town to see our new house. In preparation, we’ll be forced into high speed unpacking action and out of our (two) week long heat-induced coma. This visit will guarantee that we can finally say we’re settled in, where as we’ve mostly just been moved in since the end of June. I can’t wait.
I guess the bright side of it only being Wednesday is that it is no longer Monday. That makes the rest of the week somewhat bearable. Sort of. If there was some magical way to shorten the remaining days in half or double their length and turn them into holidays, that would make it more bearable. Anyone have any magic skills??
