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The Elusive Week-end!

Updated on December 18, 2012

No Time For Remorse!

That's the thing I hate about week-ends. A three day weekend has drawn to a close and before I know it, it will be time to get up and go back to work. This week, Monday will be on Tuesday and Friday won't get here until, well Friday!

It all started so wonderfully. It was Friday afternoon and the clock was ticking down. We were already starting to line up like the Kentucky Derby. I don't know about where you work but here it's not a good idea to get between the door and the other employees about quitting time. When the clock hit four-thirty, the parking lot looked like a scene from the 'Running of the Bulls' !

All the way home, I'm strategically planning my week- end itinerary of 'what-ever-i-wanna-do' . The glorious three days of leisure was about to commence. I was so giddy with anticipation that before I knew it, Friday night was gone. No need to panic, I still had Saturday, Sunday, and Monday to go!

Saturday morning, 6:30 A.M. Apparently nobody told the dog I had the day off. I awaken to find a nose, cold and wet, hovering over my head. It's Cletus; six-foot tall, 120 pounds of Great Dane and he wants to play. Pulling the covers over my head fails to convince him of my desperate need to sleep in. So I put him outside. A few minutes later some sadistic soul lets him back in and he makes for my bed with all the finesse of a linebacker in a ballet recital. I hear him coming and the only thing I can do is to curl up in the fetal position and brace for impact.

Wham! He lands on me like a small jumbo jet. I can feel an over-sized paw on my temple and suddenly I think I know the last thing a cockroach feels when he gets stepped on.

Ok, Ok! I'm up!

Later that day I'm only halfway through my 'honey-do' chores and I find him sprawled out on the couch ...sleeping. That's so not fair! I suppose I should have cleared my itinerary through my wife before indulging in the delusion that I was the head of the house.

And before I know it, Saturday is just about gone with Sunday in the on-deck circle. The way I see it, Sunday doesn't even count for a day off. I get a few moments of intense non-activity between the morning and evening services and suddenly Sunday is slipping away from my grasp.

And now it's Monday morning. The inevitability of my impending return to work has begun to descend upon me like a cloud of gloom, much like the last day of summer. Monday doesn't fare any better and by nightfall I have resigned myself to my fate.

It's a glum scene the next morning, reminiscent of the first day of school. We're a dreary bunch of serfs returning to the drudgery we call work. Not even the prospect of a jelly dough-nut can cheer me up. And in the back of my mind, I can see Cletus sprawled out across the couch ...sleeping while I'm back at work.


And that's what I hate about weekends!

It Just Aint Right!

Sheeesh! The week-end doesn't even get off to a good start before it's over. Back to school, back to work. Sigh!


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      Rosita 3 years ago

      Maggie - So beautiful and well wtriten. Proof already that you will be an awesome mother and John Paul an incredible father. I know you can't wait to get to get your hands and your camera on that sweet baby boy. I love yall and will be praying with you througout this wonderful time in your life.February 20, 2012 2:27 pm

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      jimagain 7 years ago from Hattiesburg, Mississippi

      Thanks Debbiesdailyviews!

      I can't tell you how much I appreciate you reading this ...and especially the thoughtful comments!

      Thanks again from jimagain ...and from Cletus too!

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      debbiesdailyviews 7 years ago

      I thoroughly enjoyed reading your weekend itinerary.

      It really did sound like I remember school days, running wildly out the gates on a friday ... And dragging your feet come monday morning .

      The only difference is wages, and of course your magnificent mans best friend !

      Though it seems that frienship is one sided hahahaha

      I loved reading this hub, and am voting this up : }

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      jimagain 7 years ago from Hattiesburg, Mississippi

      Hey! Thanks so much for the comment Josey. I'm so glad you read it! Cletus denies that any of the events he was implicated in were true. But I still have the paw prints on my head to prove it.

      Thanks again!

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      Joesy Shmoesy 7 years ago from New England

      Love it! That is the perfect desciption of every long weekend I have had since I started working. Hysterical, and the dog, that stinker. Thanks so much for the laugh.