Last night I was thinking about how quickly weekends come and go. It's 48 precious hours spent away from work, doing what I need/want to do, with the people I need/want to do them with. The only problem is that it seems to fly by. Before I know it it's Sunday and I'm racing through the grocery store trying to figure out what in the world we're going to eat for the week and whether or not we're out of toilet paper and dryer sheets.
In my perfect world I'd be a bit more organized. I'd actually use my meal planning binder, I'd pick out my clothes each night before bed, I'd wash my hair every other day, I'd get up 10 minutes early so I could make my lunch every day, I'd have a basket in my refrigerator for lunch items to make said lunch packing easier, and since it's my perfect world an all, I'd make time to work out. Notice I said MAKE not FIND...because I can find the time for a pedicure or the bachelor or a glass of wine but I seldom find things like the time to work out. :)
Between pinterest, blogs and common sense, I'm equipped with a few tools to make my life more organized so why is it that I put it off? Is there something you do religiously that helps you get through the week?
That concludes our Monday deep thoughts...talk amongst yourselves...