Wishing my weeks away

So here it is Friday, which I’ve been wishing for since Monday. I never wanted to have a “waitin’ for the weekend” life, but here it is. Having the girls in two different schools, and having Hannah in ballet academy has put nasty pressure on our logistics (which any parent with kids in sports would already be used to), and there was an entire week when I didn’t eat supper at home (or at all), which I don’t want to repeat. Add work pressure, travel, etc. to that and the last few weeks have been a real mess. It means that when I get home I just have no energy to do anything at all (other than play “Silent Hill 3” on the PS2, my current addiction. Very spooky.) It’s getting cold and dark here, which doesn’t help the mood, and I’ve been unable to get on my bike during the week. Yesterday I had a nasty cold, mostly through the worst part now. I stayed home and rested, which meant I only spent 3 hours on the cell phone. When the kids were coming home, I switched from Silent Hill to Jak & Daxter, which has vicious hermit crabs but no dismembering monsters.

And so here it is Friday, and all I want to do is sleep. That extra day on Monday (thanks, Chris!) isn’t going to help much. I’d like to get out on the water over the weekend — for a few years in adolescence, Columbus Day meant we built rafts and floated them on the Mohawk for as long as they would float. Given that we were making them from random bits of scrap lumber and had to use rocks instead of hammers, they didn’t float all that long. But the spirit of the thing was right, and I’d still like to honor that, even though I’m now much less willing to get soaking wet on a chill October day than I once was.

Anybody else read “The Nanny Diaries”? It’s a hoot. There are some scary people in the world, and some of them have lots and lots of money.