Mid-Week Fever

Why does the middle of the week draaaaaaaaag ooooooooon foreeeeeeeever? Mondays fly by faster than a Hollywood marriage. Tuesdays begin to slow down and Wednesdays spit out seconds as if they were hours. Thursdays tend to pick up speed and God bless Fridays. I suffer from mid-week syndrome. It's not terminal, but the pain is significant.

I'm a person who lives for things to look forward to--a Girls' Night Out, camping, a concert, dinner with friends, a date night with my husband. If I'm not constantly booking our social calendar, I find myself sinking. Is it compulsive? I'm not the one to judge. I like to go go go! No wonder I work as a project manager--planning is my life. I love entertaining, hosting dinner parties at our home, organizing nights out.

I know my friends humor me by allowing me to plan, and I'm forever thankful that they "get" me. Christie will have a great idea of something fun we should do and I'll constantly follow-up with her until she either plans it or just hands me the reigns and for this, I love her. Betsy is always up for anything too and it's a constant reminder why we all get along so well - we just like doing stuff. Even though, regardless of what fabulous event we plan, our most fun nights are at one of our homes, pot-luck style dining and just hanging out. You'd think that might slow me down...ha.

I accept the fact that I'm the kind of friend that wants to do everything for everyone (at nausea) so they don't have to worry about it (and I'm not too delusional to admit that I get the satisfaction of having everyone together). The good news is that Shawn sees it as less he has to worry about and complains very little about my antics--yet another reason we are so perfectly matched. I refuse to categorize my behavior as a "control" issue, but....