Sunday should have 48 hours

I remember when I was a teenager entering adulthood, I worked hard, I could have two jobs and I performed equally in all of them, I was almost never tired, memories.... What times those were, as the years go by it simply becomes more difficult, since a few years ago I decided that Sundays were for resting, sleeping late, having a nice soup for lunch and going out to eat with my wife and daughter.

I have been in our new home for three weeks now and so far I have not been able to resume my Sunday rest routine, it seems that the universe makes a plot every Friday to ruin my rest, these last weeks I have been unable to even spend time with my family and that frustrates me.

This week was the same as these last weeks, on Friday as if by magic my car broke down, so I had to fix it, my only day off is Sunday and simply this fact I schedule it for repair, apart from that my wife hit her coccyx and could not move, so I had to attend her and help a little more with my daily tasks, so I went to bed too much lying down and as much as I wanted I was getting up very late and very exhausted, simply even when I closed my eyes I did not rest.

This week was the same as these last weeks, on Friday as if by magic my car broke down, so I had to fix it, my only day off is Sunday and simply this fact I schedule it for repair, apart from that my wife hit her coccyx and could not move, so I had to attend her and help a little more with my daily tasks, so I went to bed too much lying down and as much as I wanted I was getting up very late and very exhausted, simply even when I closed my eyes I did not rest.

Sunday came, after sleeping a few hours I had to leave early to the mechanic, who had put me as a commitment that I myself would help him if I wanted him to work on Sunday, I could not be demanding so I agreed, after a tiring morning, I finished the job, full of grease everywhere, my hands hurt, I decided to go home, but when I was coming back, while driving I heard a strange noise so I decided to park, When I got off and looked back I saw several nuts and bolts on the road, I took them and checked, damn, the stabilizer bar had come loose, I couldn't believe it, I had just fixed something and another one was damaged, I took my tools and jack, in the middle of the avenue I lifted the car, I got under it and started to put it together myself, the heat and the hot road just punished me, but after almost an hour I had finished, it was worth the times I helped my father-in-law to fix his car.

I arrived home at almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon, exhausted, dirty and very hungry, when I opened the door I found my wife ready, as well as my daughter, I had completely forgotten my commitment with them, I had promised her that we would take the baby to the park so I just went straight to the bathroom to take a shower, I barely had lunch while my princess was desperate to go out for a walk, When we got to the lake, it was chaos, I couldn't find a parking lot and I spent almost half an hour looking for one, when I finally found one, we headed to the slides, because the baby when we got to that place, she just got excited and wanted to run all over the place, I told my wife that I was very tired, and I sat down.

I felt bad for not being able to play with my princess, but my tiredness was extreme, I watched the hours pass sitting down, but I was left with the satisfaction that I fulfilled my family, when the night approached, they decided that we had to return, we picked up everything and I was destined to take everyone to their homes, after a couple of kilometers of road, The noise of the car was simply horrible and it was dragging it on the asphalt so I had to park again, almost at ten o'clock at night, I went for the tools and got back under the car, after a few minutes I could take to the site and join both pipes, I put a clamp and it was ready and solved.

I felt bad for not being able to play with my princess, but my tiredness was extreme, I watched the hours pass sitting down, but I was left with the satisfaction that I fulfilled my family, when the night approached, they decided that we had to return, we picked up everything, and I was destined to take everyone to their homes, after a couple of kilometers of road, The noise of the car was simply horrible, and it was dragging it on the asphalt, so I had to park again, almost at ten o'clock at night, I went for the tools and got back under the car, after a few minutes I could take to the site and join both pipes, I put a clamp, and it was ready and solved.

After almost 50 kilometers of trip I managed to arrive home, almost at 11 o'clock at night and very exhausted, Sunday had simply given me a beating, I only remember the moment in which I just lay down on the couch, in the blink of an eye, it was just morning and Monday, I talked to my wife and she told me, I didn't have dinner, I didn't take a shower, just when I touched the sofa, I fell down and she called me and I didn't get up, she brought me a pillow with a blanket and just let me take out my tiredness while I was snoring in the living room, with this journey, now I just think that Sunday is hours away.