Ugh

What is the point of the weekend if you can't rest? I hate being busy on the weekend. I miss being young and able to do so much things in a day. Being old sucks big time. I can't exercise because someone refuses to let me go, and in his opinion I don't need it, that I should just walk around the neighborhood with kids in tow. Isn't the point of working out is to release stress? How can I release stress if the stress comes with me...ugh. Then I start complaining like this, he will say, "go!" in a mad tone.

His idea of working out, is working with the kids and everyone around.

I hope your weekend is much better than mine. :P