Weekend Stress

The weekend tends to be the time when I am able to sit back a bit and relax. Friday night I relaxed. Saturday afternoon I relaxed in an orchard watching deer.

And then came my family.

Here it is Monday at 5, and my mother has finally left. I feel like there's so much to say on the topic of my mother, and I'm sure that everyone and their mother wants to know about Jacob and his woman.

But my family, especially my mother, drives me to mental exhaustion. Add that to the physical exhaustion of my mom keeping me up until 1 or 3am, and I am tired. And I want to lay on the floor eating chocolate, listening to hymn revivals, and crying because I am so relieved that this weekend is over. And I have to take a physics test tonight.