I do not feel like cheers-ing you.
I know it’s not your fault. I know you are just doing your job like the rest of us. I know you didn’t pick to be the first day of the work week, and maybe you even drew the short straw here.
I know all of this, but come on. Maybe if you didn’t rush at me I wouldn’t have these negative feelings towards you. Maybe if you took your time in getting here and let me hold on to my weekends just a smidge longer, I’d be more excited to see you.
Regardless, you’re here and I guess I’m just grateful I took a lot of pictures this weekend so that I can look back and pretend like it isn’t over. Here are some of my weekend memories (crazy that that’s all they are now).
Brunch and bowling at Mission Bowling Club
Quick trip down to Santa Cruz and a stroll around the boardwalk
Odds and ends (aka pastries).
What weekend memories did you create?