I hate the weekend.  To me, it is just two days where all routine is thrown out the window because Daddy’s home.  Its not that I don’t like Daddy being home, I just hate the frenzy it creates and the resulting annoyance on both my and Daddy’s part.

Since Daddy, aka Eric, works a ton, he doesn’t get to spend much time with the kids during the week, creating an urgent sense of withdrawal—especially in the two older kids. 

When the weekend finally comes around (an event that we ever so annoyingly start counting down on Monday), my oldest Daddy addicts are in full binge mode, wanting to spend every waking moment glued to him. The problem is that since Daddy has worked all week, ending with an unfortunate 15 hour day on Friday, he is not in the mood to follow my semi manic routine of leaving the house every day regardless of the weather, moods of children, position of the sun, etc. 

He would be perfectly happy lounging on the couch all weekend with the kids by his side (as long as they were quiet and watched what he wanted).

Seeing as though the Daddy addicts are 5, 2 and 1, they are never quiet and want to watch
“kid shows” all day, not really bad “man movies” and CSI: Miami  reruns.  This mismatched weekend style leaves Daddy crabby, the kids needy and me ready to take the first Greyhound to Toledo just to avoid the hours between Saturday morning and Sunday night.

I think what it boils down to is that we are all tainted by my nemesis Expectation.  Daddy expects to rest.  Mommy expects Daddy to want to get up and out and follow the usual routine.  The kids expect to spend all day with Daddy and balk at the idea of following our daily routine.

If we could all just ditch this horrible pattern of expectation, we’d all be happier people—especially if we carried it over into all areas of our lives.

Just think how much better life would be if you never got disappointed from expecting things that did not happen. 

No romance on Valentine’s?  Big Deal!

Everyone forgot your birthday?  No problem, you didn’t expect them to!

The weekend sucked?  At least we were together!

See?  I’m feeling cheerier already.  From now on I am going to live in the moment and not expect anything from anyone…I am in control of my own destiny…I am the only one who has power over me… and, most importantly…I have the power of Grayskull!!!

Ok. Moment passed.  I’m hoping (expecting?) that tomorrow will bring a better stretch of days.