Weekend Woes
Most people look forward to the weekend but I’ve come to dread them. Well, dread may be a bit over dramatic but you know what I mean. Those 2 days are the most difficult for me when it comes to my weight loss for a number of reasons, but the main reason is that there’s no schedule to follow. I go to bed whenever I feel like it, sleep in until I naturally wake up, and the rest of the day is up for grabs.

This is not how things go during the week because I follow a strict schedule. My days start at 5 am and end right around 9 pm. But, the weekend is a free for all and it’s really starting to take a toll on me. I thrive during the week, dropping weight like a champ, because I follow my schedule.

I don’t really want to have a schedule on the weekend because it’s supposed to be a time to relax and unwind, but I’m starting to think that a schedule is a must-have for me.

Generally, my weekends consist of housework and errands on Saturday while my guys visit my FIL. I have the house to myself so I put on Pandora and rock out while I’m catching up on laundry or scrubbing the floors.

I got off easy on Saturday because it rained, which meant no laundry for me (I use a clothesline because it’s so much cheaper!). I ventured out in the rain to run my errands and, of course, grab my coffee. I was still under the weather on Saturday so I took it easy and made sure I was on time with my meds.

I had to get up early on Saturday because I was taking care of my mom’s dog, making it feel more like a week day than the weekend. But, if it weren’t for Miss Chloe, I don’t know what time I would’ve gotten up.

Sunday, however, was a totally different story for me. The hubs let me sleep, like he usually does, and I didn’t get up until almost 10 am. You see what happens when I’m left to my own devices?

So, here’s the issue…

On Sunday, I didn’t have breakfast. I got up so late and I wasn’t hungry. The hubs ran out to the Wal-Mart and hit Dunkin’ for me on his way home. So, I guess, technically, my coffee was my breakfast.

The day was just too damn short because I slept most of it away. I really don’t want to set an alarm for the weekend because I don’t want to be inconsiderate of the hubs. He works his tail off every day during the week and he shouldn’t have to get up early on the weekend.

Oh! Brainstorm! I’m going to try the silent alarm on my FitBit Charge HR. I just hope I can feel it. I’m such a heavy sleeper. Seriously. A bomb could off next to me and I wouldn’t hear it. 😉

Please hold……………………………………………

Ok, alarm has been set on the FitBit for Saturday and Sunday at 7 am. I’ll keep you posted on how this works out.

Do you follow a schedule on the weekend?