Four-Day Weekend?? Yeah, right!

I very rarely ever take vacation time from work. I'd just rather not use my time unless I need to, or unless I'm going out of town on a trip. So having a four-day weekend is awesome. At least, it's supposed to be.

A month or so back, my baby girl got a job at a local retailer. Of course SHE did not get four days off. AND her employer was open early on BLACK FRIDAY. If you've read previous blogs, you may recall that my daughter doesn't drive (by choice).

Thursday she had to be in at 7am. UGH! That's what time I usually get up to be at my 8am job.
Friday she had to be in at SIX AM! Double UGH!!
Saturday and Sunday weren't quite so bad: 9am and 8am.

But, at least my baby's got a job.

Saturday, I spent most of the day with my semi-estranged boyfriend? best friend? I'm not sure what the relationship is. Is that healthy?

Sunday, my ex-husband took me to brunch and we went bowling. I haven't gone bowling in YEARS. (He won once, I won once. There was no tie-breaking game played.)

Now, I have to go back to work tomorrow. Although I did get some relaxing time off over the past four days, I still think it's crazy that I had to get up so dang early for them all.