Is it me or are the weekends getting shorter? I start off with such high hopes on Friday afternoons. I'll get this and that done Saturday morning. I'll squeeze that in and then I'll be able to devote some quality time to myself. And then suddenly it's Sunday afternoon and you haven't done all the things you wanted. You haven't taken that nap you promised yourself. You haven't finished that book that keeps staring back at you from the coffee table. You didn't get a chance to see the DVD the kids picked up for you. And Monday is looking menacingly near. *gulp* OK, I promise myself that I'll re-schedule this stuff for next weekend. It seems that I'm hopelessly caught in the loop of never enough weekend.
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Debriefing
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- Athens, Greece
- Half of the day they call me "Athena" where I get paid to dabble with computers. The other half of the day I'm called "Mom", but I also have an online secret identity. I am bilingual, so what might look like Greek to you, probably is. I blog because it's cheaper than therapy and I like to make people laugh.
