June 2025 – Sweat & Sparkle

New Week

I knew our weekend was going to fly by quickly, but damn…that was ridiculous. I was just walking through the front door on Friday, and now, rudely and abruptly, it’s the start of a new work week.

It’s hard not to get angry and frustrated and downright cranky, and hurling myself to the floor of my office and throwing my stapler and maybe some folders is still not out of the question. I look forward to our weekend for so long, then it’s gone in a flash, like an ice cream cone melting too fast on a hot day.

But I know that starting the week with a chip on my shoulder is just guaranteeing a long Monday and an even longer and more painful week. So in the interest of gritting my teeth and trying my damnedest to be positive, I have these to share:

Convinced yet? Yeah, me neither. But I do like the idea of using Mondays to ask myself, what do I want to accomplish before this week ends? Over the next five days, instead of just petulantly holding my breath until the weekend, what do I want to achieve…besides, of course, dreaming up plans for the upcoming weekend?

Weekend Therapy

Well, maybe not just yet, but soon! I like this quote because “weekend therapy” sounds just right. Heading home from work on Fridays, I can feel all the tension and stress melting away, all the deadlines and projects and demands on hold until Monday morning, and the next two days belong entirely to us.

It’s going to be a busy weekend, so not a lot of lazing around or idly whiling away the hours, but that’s okay. It’s still time at home, time with my husband. Tomorrow will start with no alarm, just waking up whenever we feel like it, snuggling, planning the day together in each other’s arms. Those are my favorite moments: the quiet, peaceful, tender moments when the whole world becomes just the two of us.

Armor

18th Father’s Day

I can’t let Father’s Day slip away too far without a few words about my husband. It seems so long ago now, when I first met him, and he told me that he has four kids. It didn’t scare me away, believe it or not! I remember very well the evening that I first met them, how small they were, competing with each other to make me laugh.

We didn’t know back then that someday, we would still be intertwined and going strong. Yesterday was the 18th Father’s Day that I celebrated with my husband and the kids, and so much has changed! Two of those kids now have kids of their own, and all four of them are busy finding their own paths and their own ways.

One thing never changes and never will. I love watching him with the kids today just as much as I did that evening long ago: laughing, talking, joking, finishing each other’s stories, and reminding me again and again exactly why I love all of them so much.