Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Anatomy of a Weekend

Last weekend was the first real weekend of Spring for us. The weather suddenly became beautiful and warm. Baseball games and practices of all kinds and parties and a parade and the seasonal clothing migration and school projects and yard work and everything under the sun all got crammed into 2 days.

Do you remember when weekends were relaxing? I mean, it's gotten to the point where on some Sundays, I'm so wiped out that I'm actually looking forward to Monday. That's just wrong. I tried to put a pin on the exact spot where weekends became so overwhelming for me. So I broke it down into the three main eras of my adult life: Before Kids, When The Kids Were Little Bitty, and now When The Kids are Medium. And I made a chart of how the weekends worked.

I'm guessing things get will weird in all new ways as my offspring get older and become teenagers. I just don't want to think about it right now.

(To see the below table more clearly, click on the image and it will enlarge).

(c)Herding Turtles 2009 - 2013

17 comments:

  1. Hahaha! Far too accurate. Laughing so I don't cry at the truth of this.

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  2. Absolutely LAUGH OUT LOUD funny!! And SO TRUE!! Every single word! LOVE THIS!!-The Dose Girls

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  3. Yup about right for me too! And here i was thinking that it was only me that was glad when Monday gets here... Everyone complains about it - but at least I'm not running around doing a million things everywhere!! Kids sport is the worst :( Especially when you have 3 who need to be 3 different places! And then a teenager who wants a lift to wherever she is going too! Even thinking about it makes me tired!

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  4. Yes! This is spot on! With teens in the house, it's more of this: They sleep till noon, sometimes on the sofa in the living room, but you needn't worry about waking them because they are clinically dead. Until 12:45pm, at which point they wake up, eat a huge breakfast and lunch, shower, then leave to hang out with friends. You have to drive them to wherever it is they hanging out occurs. And give them money, because they will want to eat. Again. Then maybe later they will all get a ride back to your house, where they promptly eat everything you just bought at Costco last week AND drink all the milk. Then they will want another ride, or the keys, so they can go hang out some more. Then they will either call you for a ride home, or drive, and when they roll in you will be on "high alert" (pun not intended but so appropriate) for whether they've been partaking in substances inappropriate and/or illegal for teenagers. Then they will lock themselves in their bedroom and play the thumpy-thump music and watch Netflix and Tweet until like 3:30 or 4am (which you know because you stalk their Twitter account) until you finally text them in there to TURN IT DOWN FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS HOLY. Then they return to their coma until noon the next day.

    All of this trying to stay one step ahead of them and cleaning up after them is NOT good for sexytime. And, you get to argue over who stays sober so they can provide complimentary shuttle service.

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    1. OMG this is my life exactly right now. And I thought it would get better once they were teens..NOPE!

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    2. absolutely spot on. I think raising teenagers is WAAAAY harder than raising little ones.
      At least the little ones smell good and look cute in jammies after a bath. Mine just use all the hot water, and expensive cologne so that other people outside the house can enjoy them, with my car, gas and money to eat out. I also hate the thumpety music but my all time pet peeve, is the low hanging pants. At least mine wears his above the butt, but we still look at 3 inches of underwear. If he wore them any lower, my husband would "pants" him every time he came within reach.
      The old saying hurry up and move out while you still know everything runs through my mind everyday and then I get sad that it is almost time for them to move out.
      I laughed out loud about who will stay awake (sober enough) to pick them up when they need their ride. we debate that each weekend.

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  5. Adding teenagers to the mix only makes it more "interesting". On the plus side, sometimes you can go out with friends and catch the teens out WAY after curfew on your way home...

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  6. Sooooo true! Brilliant!

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  7. Omgosh! So true! I now think Monday is the greatest day of the week. Get thyself to school so I can relax - oh wait - after laundry, cleaning, grocery store and cooking. Yikes!

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  8. It's so funny because it's so true! Someone needs to do a teenage stage that way I know what to look forward too (more sleep hopefully?)

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  9. Late for soccer at 6 am made me snort with laughter. We have a 7 am soccer game on Saturday and waking up at 6 will indeed make us late.

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  10. My husband & I were so happy when bedtime rolled around Sunday evening. Despite wearing our girls out at the park, they were still full of energy. Absolutely exhausting. It's sad when you look forward to work so you can get a break!

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  11. I'm in that middle stage now, and when I went to work yesterday morning (Monday) I literally said, "Oh thank GOD" when I left the house.

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  12. My husband keeps asking me what I am laughing so hard at! Blog bonding! Love it!

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  13. All my mascara is gone.....laughing so hard

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