"Normal" weekends are too short.

As I mentioned in a post last week, I am back to a "normal" work week.  Which means I'm back to working five days a week, 8 am-5 pm.  Having "winter hours" is a nice perk of working at a seasonal business, and I've so enjoyed my long weekends for the past three months.  But they can't last forever.

And boy, let me tell you, re-adjusting to a five day work week is tough.  Even after doing it for 12 years, the first few weeks back in the ol' saddle are an adjustment.  It's almost shocking how fast a normal two-day weekend can fly by.  To the average working joe, I think my weekend probably looked nice and relaxing.  For me... well, I think I tried to jam too much in on my first "normal" weekend!!

Friday night was book club hosted by my friend Sharon, and while I thoroughly enjoyed the evening chatting with friends and enjoying delicious snacks, staying up til almost midnight set me back big time.  I know... I'm 32 years old, I'm single, staying up til midnight on a Friday should be NO BIG DEAL.  I'm well aware of that, trust me.

Let's use the excuse that I had an awful head cold, OK?  I needed rest.

In any case, I had a great time at book club discussing Jodi Picoult's Plain Truth, and visiting with my friends.  Honestly, it was exactly what I needed.  It had been too long since I'd last had a girls night gab session!

It wasn't til my alarm went off at 6:30 the next morning that I was kind of regretting staying up past my bedtime.  And why did my alarm go off at 6:30 am on a Saturday, you ask?  Well, I had to do my morning workout, of course, and then I wanted to get my house cleaned as quickly as possible.  Getting the house cleaned is so much easier when you have Fridays and Mondays off! ;)  It was in desperate need of a dusting and vacuuming, so I flew around doing that for a few hours.  Then I showered and got ready in a hurry, as I was going over to my neighbour Shannon's for a paint day.  As most of you know, paint days have become one of my favourite things in the whole wide world, so I was glad to be back in my "happy place".  I had been going through painting withdrawals! Sharon's little girl was having her birthday party there that day, so she and I were doing our own painting while Shannon worked with the girls.  I arrived shortly after 11, and enjoyed painting as well as watching the little girls work on their cute cupcakes.

I stole this photo from Shannon's Facebook of the little girls with their paintings - so cute!

I was home around 4 (my painting didn't get finished, so I have to go back), and discovered my friend Brenda had texted and called a few times, inviting me to join them and a few friends to play cards that night.  I was planning to go, but suddenly the little headache I'd developed over the course of the afternoon became a pounder.  I was disappointed to miss out, but opted instead for Advil, magic bag on the back of my neck, and watching Suits on the couch.

Sunday morning I was up, headache-free, and enjoyed my usual Sunday morning of leisurely sipping coffee and watching SNL before getting ready for church.  The furnace wasn't working at the church, so it was a chilly service!  Spring hasn't really sprung very well around here, and it was a cold day, despite being well into April.  I'm a tough winter-lovin' chick and I don't let the cold bother me (I'm Elsa, remember?), but I had a hard time getting warmed up for the rest of the day.  After brunch at the restaurant, I cozied up in a blanket on Mom's couch.  We watched the Blue Jays game, and eventually I fell asleep.  And I napped hard.  Unfortunately, when I woke up, the headache was back again.  *sigh*  I loathe waking up with a headache, I always feel like I haven't done anything to deserve it.  I've just been sleeping!

Mom and I had food from the chipstand for supper, but shortly after, I was regretting it.  It may have been the sore head, I don't know, but I spent the rest of the evening feeling like I had an upset tummy.  I was never actually sick, but felt like it might happen a few times. Feeling cruddy, I hunkered down for another Suits marathon, but quickly fell asleep, again.

I guess I was just outta sorts during my first "real" 2-day weekend, and that's why it disappeared before I knew it.  Between having a cold and two stupid headaches, it felt like I was either rushing around or sleeping it away.  Either way, it felt like it was gone too quickly.  There were a hundred little things I wanted to get done - like uploading pictures, for one - but it just didn't work out.

Ah, routine.  It's great once you're in one, but a bitch to get back on track when you aren't!