As we get older, we think life is just fleeting by. However, I’ve found lately that, if you’re still working and you can use one hand to count the years you’ll continue working before retirement, those work days sometimes feel like forever.
When you see a stranger in the elevator, you may make eye contact and maybe make some small talk. As one of you exits the elevator, someone might say “have a good day” or some offhand phrase that really means nothing. And then the day drags on. Eight hours may as well be twelve.
Brannon M. Brooks: How is it when you have no obligations on the weekend you wake up mad early for no reason….but during the weekdays, it’s a struggle?
Can you bound out of bed, hop in the shower, saunter to the closet, peruse the makeup box, caffeinate and/or hydrate, and effortlessly get into the driver’s seat? It’s off to work for you!
Or do you hit the snooze button a few times, drag yourself to the shower, waste water trying to wake yourself up while getting the shampoo out of your eyes, pick through what’s not wrinkled in the closet, skip the makeup routine, pledge to get coffee on the way to work, and slump into the driver’s seat? It feels like another day in the coal mines!
Google, what are we looking forward to this weekend? Here’s a gem written by Sarah back in the dark ages of 2012:
The weekend is fast approaching, and I just want to chat about what we all are looking forward to. I’m super excited about our big IKEA trip tomorrow! We moved into our first apartment together a month ago, and since we were both coming from roommate apartments where the roomies had all the furniture, we need a lot! We’ve been sitting on a makeshift “couch” of a folded up comforter and two pillows on the floor for the last month while saving up to get everything in one fell swoop, and I am just so excited to have a real couch! And a table and chairs! And dressers! Eee! Plus, a trip IKEA is just fun for us, and we’ll be able to get some meatballs.
I don’t know what to feel right now. Sadness? Jealousy? Loneliness? Curiosity? Did they get the couch and table and chairs and meatballs? Are they still together?
No matter what my plans may be this weekend, I can tell you one thing: they don’t include Ikea!