Most people count down each week until the arrival of the weekend. In my house, I count down each weekend until the arrival of Monday. True story.
Each weekend here is met with craziness and chaos. Nights are met with sleeplessness. Afternoons are napless. Breakfast arrives early. Dinner is served late. There are a lot of errands run and walks taken while rooms are turned upside down inside out while renovations are being completed.
Each weekend, I long for the slow steady rhythm of Monday to roll around so we can get back on track. Mondays are for early breakfasts, long naps and finding our way back to our routines.