I have been working my tail off. To the bone. Working for the man. Nose to the grindstone.
Now it is yet again another weekend and I am dreading it. I am dreading the passing of yet another weekend in a flurry of activity that the husband and I partake in to pass the time.
I want to relax.
The problem with that, is that I see what needs to be done around the house, and I can't relax.
So tomorrow night, I am doing laundry, and vacuuming, and cleaning the bathroom.
So I can relax.