Weekends

I love the weekends...but Good Lord....why are they over in like 20 minutes??? It seems like I have not enjoyed a relaxing weekend in years....other than the quick trip I took to NYC in September...which wasn't exactly relaxing by any means...we never stopped moving, but was nice in the aspect of not having to be 50 different places at once. I could just go....with no worries. My typical weekend now is, unfortunately, not like that. Is yours? And how do you get it like that? This past weekend for example went down like this:

Friday, work all day (from 6:45-3:15); appt. at 3:30; parents back in town, so stop by their house to say hi and grab Gabby, who had gone there after school; to publix for groceries; home to get ready for dance that night; make dinner; pick up kids and ferry to said dance; come home to take care of dog and do laundry; force self to stay awake until said teen gets home from dance....go to bed.
Saturday: wake up at the crack ass of dawn for no apparent reason; take care of dog; allow said dog to awaken teen; go to Sam's club with father at 10am; come home, put up groceries; go to Fox for quick breakfast/brunch; home to get ready for first of 2 soccer games; clean downstairs; be at field at 1p for 2p game; roast in sun for 2.5 hours; Target; Winn Dixie; home finally at 6p. Dinner; laundry; bed.
Sunday: up too late for early service; make breakfast; clean kitchen AGAIN; let dog wake up teen AGAIN; clean some of rest of house; get ready for soccer AGAIN; leave house at 1:45 for 3:20 game on other side of town...roast in sun for 3 hours; watch gabby play best game of season and score a goal; drive back to right side of town; drop gabby at confirmation meeting; take care of dog; make dinner; get frantic phone call from other parent requesting pick up for their child too; make quick phone call to long lost friend in Reno...and actually catch her; pick up said teens; drop off said extra teen...and chat with mother; home at 8:30...to take care of dog; clean kitchen AGAIN and go to bed.
Monday: Alarm went off at 5:30. WTH. Got up, get ready, got teen ready, made lunch for both, run late as usual...super late as I needed to take teen to school because ex is out of town. Made it to work finally at 8am. Never got laundry folded, made it to Lowe's, raked back yard or regained my sanity. Maybe next weekend.

**SIGH** Maybe it will be better now that Gabby's fall soccer season is over. "No", you say? I didn't think so. I don't want to be a grown up. I want to enjoy my weekends again....with no responsibilities. I want my house to actually get fully cleaned in one cleaning. I want to go out to dinner, and to the movies, and shopping at the mall.  Will any of this ever happen???