Lately I’ve been waking up with an extreme case of the Mondays. At first I thought it was because I was coming off of an insanely action packed wedding weekend. Then I thought it was possibly due to the sleepless Saturday night (thanks Noah, I thought we were passed this). When neither of these things seemed like the true answer, I did some soul searching.
It’s hard to jump to the hustle and bustle Monday morning. But my hustle and bustle is driving my kids to camp and going to the gym…how hard can that really be?!? My kids aren’t exactly pleasant when I wake them up to get going but that’s certainly nothing new.
Then I realized that I think this is all stemming from the recent month and a half change to our lives where my husband is commuting an hour and a half each way. I think Adam spends more time in the car a day than actually with us. So by the time Friday hits, I’m so excited to actually spend a couple days in his presence. Then Monday hits and the extreme case of the Mondays sets in. Wah wah…
He is absolutely loving his job. Loving it in a way he bounces out of bed at 4:45 AM no problem. He is motivated and excited. I’m so happy for him and grateful that this nerve racking life change proved to be the best decision.
I miss the guy though. I’m lucky that he is working so hard so we can have such a good life. I mean it’s not the life of being a professional shopper spending my days at the spa but its pretty good nonetheless.
I know at some point I’ll be so used to this new schedule that I won’t suffer as much. In some ways that almost makes me more sad. I don’t want to get used to a life with less Adam. I want more Adam. But I also want him to love what he does and I want to maintain this life of being home with the kids. So I guess this means I have to just accept it, extreme case of the Mondays and all 🙁