Sunday's finally over (just)

What a fucking waste of a Sunday. I hate days without a plan. I like predictability, routine, and a really solid PLAN! I will put up with unscripted deviations, but they need to involve friends, alcohol and food. In fact, I love that kind of interruption of my routine. BUT! Hanging around the house? That I loathe. (At the weekend only. I can really enjoy a spot of gardening during the week.)

The lovely Babes goes out to work all week, and sees lots of adults and has lots of planned things to keep him occupied. At the weekend, he can faff around for hours, baking and playing with the children. I appreciate his need for this. I do. And I appreciate and love him for doing it. But fuck me, it's boring.

I want fireworks, I want outings to the zoo. Even a little outing to the park will do, as long as we can take the kids' bikes and a picnic. As long as there's ... A PLAN! (You're getting the general idea, I suppose.) All week, I do housey things, in the understanding that the weekend will bring escapist delight.

Now, I know I can make this happen. And I do. I have a weekend strategy which I use most weeks. I get up and go "Darling, I am going to [Someplace] with the children and [Names of family or friends]. Would you like to come?" And he tends to enjoy these outings, so we're all good.

Today, somehow, I forgot to put my weekend plan into action, and what do I get? Boredom, that's what. I ended up doing the bloody washing. I kept going back to bed with a book, just to stop myself scratching my own eyes out. I changed my clothes three times. It was positively mind-numbing. I managed to escape briefly when I went to the bakery for some bread. At least the other three inmates had fun.

Now I should go to sleep because I just noticed I have to get up in five and a half hours. You know, I have a solid plan for tomorrow. Until four thirty I am doing exactly what I did last Monday. Bliss. And after that, I'm going to see my lovely sister An (the one from that lovely picture). I know it's going to take me hours to get there because of all the roadworks, but at least I have a plan. Which is going to make me very happy.