There was a time in the not-so-distant past when Tuesdays were my golden weekday. No classes, no schedule, no obligations. Where unlike every other weekday, Pipsqueak can nap as he likes. I don’t have to rush to make dinner after activities and before the kids need to be whisked off to bed to prevent all-sleepy-hell from breaking loose.
We could spend our Tuesdays catching up on school. Going to the library. Running errands. Seeing friends. Doing anything and everything we wanted.
But as the weeks have drug on in our packed schedule, Tuesdays have become my day of recovery. A day where, like every other day, I’m too tired to do anything. Too overwhelmed to take on more. And so Tuesday has become a day of nothingness.
Except in that nothingness, I’m left managing four tiny terrors for 10 or 11 hours at home by myself. And my Tuesdays have drug on (and on and on) as I just try to get us all through the day and to bedtime.
What used to be my golden day quickly became my least favorite day.
Except now my parents are back in town and I’m ready to make a change. I’m ready to make Tuesday’s great again. Our only day free from obligations and schedules should be one of fun and relaxation, not stress and exhaustion.
So from now on, Tuesdays will once again be our day to see friends and family. It will be our day to go to museums or the park or maybe even the beach. It will be our day to enjoy life rather than wallow away in its mundane moments.
Tuesdays will no longer be about surviving but thriving and finding joy in the roller coaster that is our lives right now.
I’m taking back my Tuesdays and it starts RIGHT NOW!
