Friday the 13th
For a very long time I found Fridays to be one of the most stressful days in the week. Not so much so since I started working for my own self but before. It was almost as though people didn’t want to do their own work in Fridays and would think of things to keep others frustrated busy.
I’m not bothered by Friday the 13th. Never have been – even though my brother nearly lost a thumb on Friday the 13th years ago.
Today though, oh today I think I should believe in Friday the 13th. I could go into the nitty gritty as to why but let’s just say, the client who verbally attacked me in the office had a lot to do with it. Then also my husband decided to leave earlier than planned and didn’t the boys and I a chance to finish his father’s day gift. He just said that he’d get it when he gets back.
I don’t get that. He misses spending Father’s Day with the boys and then doesn’t want to wait for the gift? Eventually I got him to wait for us to finish.
I went to the gym after that and came back feeling much better. Tonight we are all sleeping in my room. The start of a weekend of fun. I will be spoiling my boys and making memories to last a long long time. They have no clue where we are going. They do know we are going to Wenchy’s birthday party but have no clue after that. They are very curious but will have to find out as we go 🙂