Wednesday, a love affair? I think not!

It’s Wednesday or in my household Hump Day. That point in the week when you know the end is near but not nearly close enough. The point when the bed is just sucking you back in and the alarm isn’t doing it’s job of annoying you to the point of getting on your feet.

Wednesday…I hate to love you and love to hate you.

Today will be long for me. I will wake up at the normal time (5:45 am). I will be on the road by 7:10 and cursing some driver by 7:13. I will go to work, smile and nod, do my job and get back in my car for the commute home. When I get home I will relish in the few minutes of Judge Judy I can sneak in if traffic allows. I will want to change into sweat pants and snack on something unhealthy but I won’t.

I won’t because that means they day is done but it’s not.

I will peel myself off the couch and curse myself for scheduling so many things in August. I will go back out into society and attend a meeting for a group I am involved in. The whole way to the meeting I will be dragging my feet, cursing my husband who no longer attends with me (too much talk, not enough action) and wondering why I am doing this to myself. I will want to turn around and go back home but I won’t.

I won’t because I care about this meeting.

I joined this group a year ago and am already seeing the improvements we are making to the community. I am enjoying the interactions with my neighbors. I am motivated to make South Park a place folks want to visit and are intrigued to explore both on foot and bicycle. I will sign in, speak up when the mood strikes, I will look at my phone every 15 minutes and try not to roll my eyes visibly when certain members drone on and on. I will leave refreshed. I will want to crawl right into bed when I get home but I won’t.

I won’t because my day still isn’t complete.

My day needs a few minutes with my family. To see their faces and hear the stories of their days. To eat a meal together and make plans for the next day. I will be tired the next day but I won’t be sad.

I won’t be sad because my day was so full. I will have filled my soul with caring for the community, myself, and my family. I will have accomplished as much as my day could handle. I will be proud and I will rejoice that the weekend is in view.

Wednesday, I love to hate you and hate to love you but either way…I’ve got this!


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