The previous weekend was too long for exhaustion and too short for fun. First came work for Saturday. It’s always sooo hard, since I have to wake up extra early. Then when I get out of work, we get to spend a little time together then hubby takes a nap before he goes to work at 9pm. Then Sunday comes. He gets home at about 7:30 AM, sleeps till 9, then we rush to get ready for church. Then we have family time after the service till he needs to get some more sleep for his work that night. I’m totally drained by Sunday evening. Mondays are normally other people’s least favorite day of the week, not mine. My DH is home, I couldn’t ask for anything more.