Last night, my son crawled in our bed at 1am. The baby woke up at 3 fussing over her onslaught of teeth (5 in the last 8 days – and counting!). I carried my son back to bed and had a whole hour to stretch out before the baby ended up in there. Then the 2 year old was up at 5. FOR THE DAY.
But when my feet hit the floor? Well it was with a little more spring than you’d expect. Because I. LOVE. FRIDAYS.
Here are my top 4 reasons:
1. The light at the end of the tunnel.
My husband works a “typical” M-F workweek. So Friday mornings when I wave goodbye to him, I know that we’re about 12 hours away from a weekend full of backup. A weekend where I’ll be less outnumbered than I am the rest of the week. A weekend full of family activities. A weekend where I might even be able to sneak away and go to Target – ALONE. I dream big on the weekend. And it’s so close I can taste it.
2. The Big Kids have school
Cole and Evie are on a MWF schedule at school. Monday goes by in a BLINK because Izzie’s swim lesson and grocery shopping for the week and meal planning and all. the. things. Wednesday is just never my day. I feel untethered and lost and it’s SO my hump day. Midweek I’m overwhelmed by how the house has already gotten so out of hand, I’ve got errands I didn’t get to Monday, and I know we have NOTHING to do in the afternoon, which inevitably stresses me out all morning. Because I hate the idea of just being home all afternoon.
But Friday? I’m not grocery shopping. Any errands can be pushed off to the weekend when I have backup (see: 1). Basically, I can procrastinate all responsibility away. This is the day I’m most likely to actually sit and relax for a RHOSomewhere Reunion. Or 3.
It’s French Fry day at McDonald’s. Every Friday, the McDonald’s App gives me a FREE Medium French Fries with any purchase. So for $1 (plus tax) I get a Large Coke and a M Fries. And the kids are at school (See: 2) so if I get this when Izzie is asleep in the car on my way to pick up the kids? I don’t have to share. With anyone.
4. Dinner out!
I know, I know. Is dinner out with all those kids really enjoyable? Honestly? Sometimes yes, sometimes no. But guess what? Dinner at home with all those kids isn’t always enjoyable! And after THAT dinner? I still have to do all the dishes. And pick the food up off the floor. And clean the countertops. So if dinner is gonna suck anyway, at least on Friday’s I get to throw some money at the problem and make the mess somewhere else. (And then still mostly clean it up and be overwhelmingly apologetic to the wait staff and then give them absurdly large tips because I waitressed for many moons and I know their pain. But still. It’s better than it being my house.)
Those are my reasons to love Friday – what’s yours?