Weekend

So it's the start of another weekend. While I'm sure that a lot of you will be enjoying that fact, I couldn't really care either way.

What with homeschooling, everything feels like a permanent summer vacation, and the only reason I can ever tell weekends apart from weekdays is because my dad comes home from work.

I love seeing my dad come home. Even though most of the time I sit in my room and he in his, it's still nice. But that's about the only enjoyable part for me that sets it apart from the regular weekdays.

'Course, my mood for this weekend is also dampened because one of my siblings *cougholdersisterprobablycough* took some of my mom's cookies, and as a result we don't get our usual Friday/Saturday Subway sandwiches. Or at least it doesn't seem like it this week. And neither do we get cookies or chocolates or anything, even if we buy it with our own money. And I've only got one snack size Milky Way left.

Though actually, I'm used to it. It might also be because we've had a nice warm week with sun and everything where I could actually pull out the pair of shorts I have (we're trying to find more that I like that's not overly expensive, but so far no luck) and wear them, and today suddenly I'm back in my jeans and a sweater when we were going out. I don't mind changes in weather if they're gradual, but if they're sudden like that it really annoys me.

Now I wish it would just rain and get done with. Because instead of being unnaturally bright (to me, who likes living in a dark room with the curtains pulled shut, regular bright to everyone else) it's actually pretty dark from the clouds. But it might take a few days before the rain decides to come down. I'm just hoping it'll come sooner rather than later.