So I have lost the blogging challenge. I am told that I outlasted Kelly and Vlad, so I take solace in that.
But it is really because I live for my weekend. I keep busy, and like to be outside. And the idea of sitting down and blogging just doesn't appeal to me on the weekend.
Why does it appeal to me on the weekdays? Well, because I am super unbusy at work. I have tonnes of time to kill, and blogging takes up some of that time.
So I get through my boring week, looking forward to the weekend where I can do what I want and be busy as I like.
My husband on the other hand sees it differently. He is busy all week with the "monster" (our 19 month old baby, who can scale up the side of just about anything), and looks forward to the weekend where he is not parenting by himself. (Here is a picture of the "monster" in his glory. And yes ... that is a purple bracelet on his arm.)
So ... what is worse? Having 5 days of boredom looking forward to the weekend? Or having 5 days of excitement, looking forward to a relaxing weekend?