by Andrea on March 25, 2012

I sincerely hope the scientists working to figure out time travel can put a jump on it. Now that it’s Sunday evening, I want to beam myself back to Friday evening so I can re-live my weekend all over again. Two days just wasn’t enough.

I hate Sunday evenings.

I think they give me anxiety. I never sleep well on Sundays. Nightmares of all the things awaiting me come Monday morning dance through my head like obese sugar plum fairies with missing teeth.

It is not pretty.

This is though. The forsythia is still going strong.


My weekend was consumed with a quick trip up to Oregon to wish the parental units happy birthday. This means I did not exercise and did not cook anything remarkable. I didn’t do much reading, and I forgot to bring my knitting. It’s all a blur really.

I did, on the other hand, get to visit with my family and some dear old friends…so there’s that. My little ten-year-old friend  painted my toes in Super Glitter polish. Without socks, you can see me coming a galaxy away. It’s like my feet are super novas. I love it.

Now that I am home, I’ve decided I will wait until next weekend to unpack my suitcase. It’s just better that way.

I’ve also come up with a new system where I don’t put away my clean laundry. I just leave it all crumpled up in the laundry basket and recycle my outfits week after week. I figure, why should I fold and hang when it is all going to be undone within days? I’m surprised Martha Stewart hasn’t yet caught on to this technique and featured a cover story in Living.

[Martha, I'm available for an interview if you need me. I've always got your back.]

Besides, wrinkles are the new fashion fad. Haven’t you heard?

Sadly I have come home to an empty fridge. Flat out of fruit (apples, pears, citrus, bananas). We do have a few carrots thankfully. This will put quite a damper on my lunch packing tomorrow. If were more ambitious, I’d go to the store now to avoid being late tomorrow with an extra stop. But I already took my bra off, so that’s just not happening.

Guess I will have to set my alarm a few minutes earlier than normal…

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Shauna March 25, 2012 at 8:38 pm

Yes, once the bra comes off it’s all said and done, agreed there-you’re cracking me up.

So glad you were able to get a pedicure, and from such a pro, I’m sure.

We’ve got to find a way to get a hold of Martha so she can pick your brain, she doesn’t know what she’s missing-and she would want you for sure. :)

I’m sorry about your Sundays, maybe you can trick yourself somehow out of knowing it’s work tomorrow….? Know, I know that doesn’t make any sense-take care,

Shauna :)
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Shauna March 26, 2012 at 10:13 am

Sorry, that was no, I know….hahahaha. I wish I would just take the time to proof read my comments, for Pete’s Sake. -

Shauna :)
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marie March 26, 2012 at 11:51 am

Oh your posts always amuse me so. I actually don’t know how to iron, not really, so I don’t buy any clothes that need ironing (which is easy when you’re a stay at home mom), my husband irons all of his own clothes.

I actually love coming home to an empty fridge, it means we ate all of our many leftovers.
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Kat March 26, 2012 at 7:42 pm

That forsythia is absolutely 11/10! My word. And I thought that the bush they had growing by one of our park trails was really taking off.

Fact: Sunday Anxiety is A Real Thing. I wish I were kidding, but the doctor prescribed my father anxiety pills specifically for Sundays. They have worked a charm. So if you’re that anxious, no shame sister. Get the pills. Enjoy the extra sleep.
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Sarah March 28, 2012 at 3:39 am

Firstly, glitter nail polish is awesome. Secondly, your toothless and obese sugar plum fairies image just made me laugh out loud! Seeing as I’m reading this on my phone on a bus, I got some pretty weird looks!
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Ameena March 28, 2012 at 8:46 am

I’m not a fan of Sunday evenings either…work looms over me so much so that I end up working just so I don’t dread Monday mornings!

And the bra thing? Yeah I don’t have that problem. Unfortunately.
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Allison @ PickyEatingRD March 28, 2012 at 12:59 pm

I struggle with sleeping Sunday night’s as well. Generally though I think it relates to the fact that I tend to sleep way later than usual. Monday mornings are the worst though blahhh.


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