Blech. I usually say I try not to work on the weekends, with the exception of answering a few emails. But today I worked. All day. Answering some emails (I still have 80 to answer) and doing edits on a book. I’m at a busy time in my schedule (okay, okay it’s always busy, but even more so right now) and if I can just get some good working hours in, I’ll be…not ahead of the game, but in a good place.
But the fact that I worked all day today has really made me realize how much I don’t want to be working on the weekend. But right now, I really only have 3 1/2 work days during the week. M-W-Th and a few hours Friday morning. That’s not really cutting it. I’ve been keeping Brianna home with me on Tuesdays, doing playdates or taking her to do fun stuff, the two of us. I love that, but when it’s meaning giving up my Saturday with both her and Josh…well. I’m thinking it’s time for more full time daycare. Which makes me a little sad, but might be better for all of us. Such a hard decision to make!
The good news is, I’m just about done for the day (at 7 on a Saturday night. How sad is my life? lol) and I’m going to shut down the computer and do something fun *gasp*. Maybe I’ll get a book read or a movie watched!