I can admit that I’ve been this person who counts down to Friday…just waiting for the weekend to come so that I can live. While I do still very much look forward to the weekends, my life got exponentially better when I stopped living for the weekend. Yours can be that way too.
Here’s the thing, y’all. There are seven days in a week. What happens when you spend a good chunk of the week in a blur, waiting for Saturday? You lose valuable time that you can never get back.
What about the weekend makes it more special than the weekdays for you?
Do you work Monday through Friday and off on weekends? And do you dislike that job? Is it stressful? Do you hate school days because of all the chaos that comes with that? Maybe you are a stay-at-home parent and your other half works weekdays so you look forward to having an adult around on the weekend.
For me, there were times when I did not place much value on the weekends because I was a retail manager and usually worked. I worked a couple of jobs that were typical weekday jobs and they were highly stressful, so I looked forward to that weekend break and time with my family. Currently, working for myself from home and homeschooling four children, I crave those weekends, which bring time with Stuart and help around the house. He works very long days, so I don’t even get to look forward to time in the evenings with him much.
Somewhere along the way, I changed in the last few months. I started just taking advantage of blocks of time every day. It took deciding that I was going to be positive and enjoy each and every ordinary day.
A random Tuesday doesn’t have to be full of plans and fun moments to be enjoyed. It takes a simple action – a naptime margarita, a playdate with your best friend and her kids, watching shitty reality TV in your room while the kids watch YouTube videos, a trip to Ulta or a solo movie while your kids are at school.
There are two things I do every weekday to make sure I am taking care of my mental health and just living my life to the fullest.
- My pre-dinner ritual. Whether or not the kids are home, I turn up my favorite music, pour a drink, and dance around the kitchen while I make dinner. Trust me, it makes cooking dinner less of a routine chore and more of a moment to be enjoyed. Sometimes I Snapchat the moment. Sometimes I Instagram it. Sometimes I leave my phone on the charger and just soak it in.
- Naptime routine. My boys do not nap and Claudia rarely does, but we still make it part of the day. They get in their beds, I put on the TV or hand them a tablet, and I take a coffee or beer to my room. I lock the door and watch DVRed shows, workout, blog, do my makeup…whatever I want to do in peace. They aren’t allowed to so much as knock on the door unless someone is hurt.
You don’t have to do the same things I do to make your day good. But do something that makes you happy. Soak in a bath, text a good friend, watch horrible TV, go for a walk, read a book, sit in Starbucks.
Every day is special. Every. Freaking. One. Because you’re still alive…. And the weekend will be here before you know it. Now go live.