So it’s Saturday — BIG DEAL!

It’s kind of funny - now that I work from home, weekends don’t really feel like weekends. I never get away from work anymore, so there are no weekends. Saturday is just like Friday and Thursday and Wednesday… you get the idea.

Marky D. Sade and I have been married 9 years now and we still haven’t gone away alone together on a weekend. Not even for a honeymoon. What?! How can this be, you ask yourself? Well, when we got married, it was very low-key. We got married in our pajamas in our living room and a big extravagant honeymoon just wasn’t in the cards - we were both in grad school. Then we were busy trying to survive on our income with two children — financially, a trip for the two of us wasn’t a priority. Now I’m a the point where I don’t even care if I go on a honeymoon, per se, but I just want one night away from my house without my children, pets, or computer. I’m getting to the point where Motel 6 is looking like a good honeymoon.

So here we are, another Saturday. In my mind, everybody else in the world is out doing stuff - hiking, shopping, swimming, or going to the mountains or the beach while I’m here, in my room, again, working while Marky takes his turn at sleep.

So I’m just bitching and feeling sorry for myself and it’s really not very productive. I have real work to do and I suppose the sooner I get it done, the sooner I can try to enjoy a day. I’m not happy today.

I’m also grumpy because my glasses that were already broken and taped together broke again and now I have a green balloon (yep, you heard me right) attached to my glasses and looped around my ear. It’s very sexy. I should take a picture and post it. It’s nerdofabulous. Not good. Serenity now…