Based On Actual Events

Ahhh....the weekend.
A time for rest, relaxation.
A time for pursuing your own interests outside of work and other life commitments.
A time to explore what life has to offer, and have fun spending quality time with your loved ones.
A time for re-charging yourself for the work week ahead.

Wait - the weekend?
Don't forget about the 2, no make the 3 kids activities we have. We have to be up early on Saturday for those.
What time does her basketball game start? But he has a chess tournament.
We have to split up. You take her, I'll take him.
We'll meet up for that other thing later. What was it? Oh yeah - the birthday party at the bowling alley with THE ENTIRE KINDERGARTEN class.
The gift... did you get the gift? Oh crap we forgot the gift! You run to the store on your way home from the game.
We'll meet there, let the dog out, change our clothes and run up to the party.

The party. Boy what fun. Well the kids are having a good time. Is that the father of the birthday boy chasing a toddler down one of the bowling lanes?
And down they go. Did he land on that kid?

What are you going to tell your single, kidless friend from work who wanted to go out tonight?
Wait, did we make plans tonight?? A social life for ME? What IS that??

But of course we will make time for each other somewhere in this mess of a weekend honey.
Right, honey? Honey??
"But the race is on, and the game, and the hunting buddies..."
But we haven't been grocery shopping in 3 weeks. That's why we have no milk. And that's just Saturday.

Sunday. That proverbial day of rest.
 Don't forget to be up early for church, so you can get home and yell at the kids to get off the Wii/television/computer/DS/DVD and go outside to play/clean your room/pick up your toys while you tackle cleaning the kitchen/doing the laundry/paying the bills and oh yeah, the grocery store.

Crap, what is wrong with me. Why am I so tired. I am sure I caught something from one of those germy kids I was around this weekend. What's that scratching in my throat? Well the groceries will have to wait another day.

Don't forget to send off your nephew's birthday gift.
And oh yeah mom's birthday is this week too. Better not let that slip off the radar.

And that was my actual weekend. Thank God that's over. Time to go back to work and rest.