Dear Weekend,
It's been a long five days and I have anxiously awaited your arrival.
Your arrival means so much.
It means slowing down.
It means being able to enjoy a meal without having to worry about finishing in record time so that we can squeeze in bath and bed.
It means sleeping in, even if "in" is only 8:00. I'll take 8:00 over 5:30 any day.
It means spending time with my girl and hubby. Naps, couch time, outside time, us time.
It means catching up on ridiculous TV shows and actually having a chance to shave my legs.
It means sipping coffee on the back porch and actually eating breakfast.
It means staying up past 9 at night. And not falling asleep on the couch.
And while I'm impatiently awaiting your arrival, once you get here, please, please, please slow down. I need a nice, slow weekend.
Your biggest fan,
Heather
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