Here I am again.

It's been exactly a week since I last posted. I gotta stop doing this. Maybe I should have post-it notes all over my house reminding me to blog every day. Francis would hate that. He even hates it when I leave a sweater on the bed for two minutes. Uh…yah, but that guy can leave three loads of laundry unfolded and scattered all over the guest room for 6 months. Men...ya can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.

The house is definitely a mess. Francis is really good at vacuuming and keeping the downstairs, especially near his precious sofa, tidy. He's anal that way. Yet, he doesn't like doing the dishes until they pile up and he despises cleaning the bathrooms. I've noticed that men, in general, don't like cleaning bathrooms for some reason. Not only that, they suck at it. I grew up with two brothers so I know how it is. They try cleaning it, but they don't scrub the tubs hard enough, they never clean the back of the toilets (which is the worst part), and always fail to clean the faucet/sink area well. Gosh, I hate cleaning the bathrooms, too...but somebody's got to do it. Just like someone’s got to take out the garbage and pick up doggie doo-doo, which I can’t stand.

The days have gotten us physically and emotionally drained with everything that is happening around us. Our weekends are inundated with weddings, b-day parties, get-togethers, baptisms, and even more parties. And, of course, we work during the days so there’s not much time to do things when we get off. I've been racing to get to the dry cleaners, bank, tailor, supermarket, etc. on my lunch breaks and after work. Just so I can get home and get what I have desperately been needing...........sleep. There's not enough time or energy to do everything we need and want to do. It's not bad, it's just fact.

When I was younger, life was carefree. All I had to worry about was getting good grades and going out with my friends. I had a lot of energy to do absolutely everything I wanted to do. So what happened to all that youthful energy? Actually, I'm at the other end of the spectrum where I hardly have any energy at all. But, I shouldn't be. I'm really not that old yet. So, what gives? Maybe it's the constant worrying about making ends meet that drains the life out of people. Maybe that's the solution. What if we stopped worrying about what could go wrong, and started focusing on the positive aspects of life. What a concept, eh? Life wouldn’t be so hard and the whole world would be happy and at peace!

Uh, naaaaaaah. I think I’m trying to BS myself out of reality. Well, isn't there an inkling of truth to that statement at least? Ceasing “worrying” would ultimately preserve your energy for things that are much more important. Besides, why dwell on something you just can’t change anyway? I just hate the "woulda, coulda, shoulda" phase. This is one of my biggest battles. Do they have classes to deal with this problem???

But in the midst of all the worrying, struggles, and responsibilities…thank goodness we still make it a part of our plan to enjoy life to the fullest. This weekend I’m going to the spa for some R&R.

We'll have massages, facials, shopping, beautiful scenery...and most importantly, no guys! What more could we ask for? We definitely deserve some pampering after all we have been through. Ahh...heaven!