I feel like posting that same post again Bla blaa, bla bla bla bla.
It was not a very satisfying weekend. Took the dogs to the vet Saturday. Sunday went to the beach but it was very windy and rough. We stayed maybe a half hour. Now it’s Monday and I want a weekend “re-do”.
I wish the weeks away, and waste the weekends. When I wake up in the morning, for the first second I feel joy, another day! Then I think “aww crap”, and try to go back to sleep.
I remember when I used to have a good time, all the time. What happened? I used to wake up earlier on the weekends than I did during the week, hit the ground running, go all day, and be glad Monday to get back to work, just so I could get some rest.
Nothing seems right.I don’t know what happened or when it happened.