Saturday, August 16, 2008

Friday, I'm in Love

You know that old Cure song? The one that goes like this?

I don't care if Monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don't care about you
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday, wait
And Sunday always comes too late
But Friday, never hesitate...

I don't care if Mondays black
Tuesday, Wednesday - heart attack
Thursday, never looking back
It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday, you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
Or Thursday - watch the walls instead
It's Friday, I'm in love

Personally, I love the tempo and can sing the entire thing, but I never got the lyrics. I always thought it had to be written by a jerk. Who is only in love on Friday, and what kind of masochistic psycho would be with someone like that? No only that, but what kind of self-centered bozo would make a big show about the fact?
Now, however, I have a theory. This song was written by a stay-at-home mom. My husband is that masochist, and I am that bozo.
Keep in mind that I don't take it nearly this far. I would really really care if Daniel had a heart attack on a Tuesday or Wednesday. I love my husband every day and he is wonderful.
but, I have to admit,
I love him so much more on Friday.
With our insanely exhausting weeks, weekdays are kind of, well, crappy. "Monday you can fall apart" and we both do. Daniel gets up early for work, I get up early to baby-sit, he studies and goes to school at night, and I try to do laundry while dancing around like a monkey to keep Sam and Addie happy. Mondays stink, and I am usually close to tears by the end of our 18-hour days. Daniel comes home with a stress headache and whines a lot. We give every ounce of niceness and energy we have left to Sam. If we are going to get into a big battle, Monday is a good day to fall apart.
"Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed" I've dreamed about this a lot, but as discussed earlier, I don't get sick days. I have however, stayed in pajamas all day more times than I'd like to admit publicly, and you can't love someone as much when you feel grodie yourself. The only inaccurate part here is that I am the one in PJs, not my love.
"Thursday, I don't care about you." It's not intentional, I'm just too numb. We are both going 24/7, he with all of his important tangible things, and me with my important and rewarding but incredibly repetitive and draining mommy duties. By Thursday, both of us are watching the walls and might not notice if one of us imploded in front of the other. I'm frustrated at going non-stop at this baby thing and feeling lonely, he's frustrated at working like a dog and having all the pressure of providing on his shoulders.
Fridays, ah, Friday, my saving grace. Friday there is a tangible change in our home. We still get up ridiculously early, I still baby-sit and attempt to clean while entertaining two infants, but we know that a break is coming. Friday is date night. Friday is the day I put on actual clothes that are not covered in spit-up (if I can find some). It is the day Daniel comes home in such a good mood that he remembers to kiss me. It's the day I get the most help with Samantha because school is a weekend away and he doesn't have to get up at 5am the next morning. We go out to dinner together--all three of us, and we stay up to watch movies after Sam is asleep. We fall asleep on the sofa 20 minutes into it. "It's Friday I'm in love!"
Daniel can spend all day Saturday catching up on the homework he blew off all week trying to spend a few hours with us girls each night, and Sunday going to meetings for church, but Friday makes it all worth it. I remember why being married is wonderful on Friday, even if it seemed like a total mystery by 10pm on Thursday.
So, it took me like 15 years, but I finally get where the Cure is coming from, and I also don't mind being a jerky bozo. I still love him, "Eight Days a Week," but that's a whole other post.


MaMaMaMandy said...


I love that song- and at this point in my pregnancy I am ready to get this baby out- but I know that your post is way too accurate for words, so I almost want her to stay in and incubate a little longer! :) BTW- I am due to get induced next Thurs the 28th- just FYI. It will be busy times because ALL of my family will be in town staying at our house! I'm so glad they'll be here though. I'm currently on maternity leave so maybe we could get together for lunch or something in the next week- if the baby doesn't come earlier than expected!

Kristen said...

It's funny, I have that song on a cd I have been listening to lately, and I always think of your interpretation of it when listening!