Saturday Mourning

When we were in Wisconsin & Ludington my favorite part of the week was Saturday morning. After staying up as late as we could on Friday night, we'd sleep in late on Saturday. After we woke up we'd lay in bed for a long time, sometimes for hours, just talking, cudding, playing around, petting the cats... doing absolutely nothing. After we felt sufficiently ready to get up we'd get breakfast, take showers, get ready... all at the slowest possible pace. Then we'd go do whatever together - grocery shop, go to the beach, maybe fly our kites. I remember being in the car with him on Saturdays, looking at the clock and thinking, "Oh! It's 1:00. I wish that it was only 11:00 so that we could have more Saturday left together." All-in-all it was my favorite, lazy, hang out time of the entire week.

Since we've been here, though, Matt's worked every possible Saturday. Sometimes it's just until noon, sometimes it's not (today he won't be home until at least 3:00). It's been a really hard adjustment for me. Not only have we lost Saturday, but we've lost Friday night as well since Matt has to got to bed at 10:30 or 11:00. Matt's tried really hard to make the best of it. He tries to find times to see me when he can and he also tries to make our time together special. And ultimately it's not his fault - it's not like he's volunteering for Saturday work. He's low man on the totem pole at a company with a culture of working on Saturday. So I try not to blame him, but it's hard. I miss him.

My horoscope from yesterday:
Love may come easily today, but it probably won't turn out as expected. It's hard to tell whether you have changed, but apparently something is different now. Even if you don't like it at first, you'll quickly get used to the new situation as long as you don't stubbornly try to alter a course that cannot be changed.

But stubbornly trying to alter a course that cannot be changed is my specialty!