I used to love long weekends. The anticipation of having 3 or 4 days home with DH without having to go to work and getting together with family for a meal and time together. What happened to my life?
I dread them now. Family all happy saying "you have the meal" not going to happen. I have 5 siblings and only me to attend this weekend. That would mean 30 or more. I used to do it with DH and kids but not by myself. Nope, not interested at all right now. My 2 stepkids (strained these days thanks to DH sister) are thankfully out of town.
How is your Easter weekend working for you?