The only thing really special about Friday was that Paul didn't have to go to work (he had Friday, Saturday & Sunday off). We didn't go out and get schnockered on Friday nights, we didn't plan huge parties over the weekend and weren't really in the position to even take vacations over the weekend. And if anything, starting Friday afternoon, these were the days that I stayed HOME from town as I knew everyone else was running around trying to get things done on their days off.
But since the end of April, Fridays once again have special meaning to me. Why?
Because I got myself a job. A "real" job. One that requires me to be at a particular spot at a particular time for a particular amount of time. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday....and Friday. So yes, I now look forward to Fridays, just like the rest of my working-world counterparts.
Oh, don't feel sorry for me. I've been lucky to have been a stay-at-home Mom and full time homesteader for the past seven years and I wouldn't trade that time for anything. I won't lie and tell you that I enjoy getting up at O'Dark Thirty or that I like being away from my family and the critters. But circumstances have dictated that certain things happen in order for us to continue living the
As some of you may have already noticed, my presence in the Blogosphere has been minimal as of late. But I still intend on blogging, reading your blogs and hopefully getting around to commenting / answering comments. Even though I'm not here at the house all day or involving myself as much in the usual plethora of homesteading antics, there is still plenty to blog about. Things have been in the works since the beginning of this year and it's going to be an exciting time for our family and will hopefully provide my faithful blog readers with something interesting and / or entertaining to read about.
Or maybe I can convince Paul to take over the blog. Then he and Pioneer Preppy can tell it like it "really" is.
You never know.