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Slice of Life 29: Tuesdays

I‘ve always thought of Tuesday as the worst day of the week. Sure, Monday—especially after spring break—can be awful, but generally you know what you’re getting with Mondays. You know it will be tough getting back into the work/school week, but you suffer through it and everyone suffers alongside you.

Wednesdays are manageable because you know that it’s “hump” day. If you can just make it through Wednesday, soon the week will be more than halfway done. You can tell yourself you only have two more days to go, and you convince yourself—and even believe—that two days doesn’t sound bad at all! 

Thursdays are wonderful because they’re mini-Fridays. If you’re daring, you can even go out on a Thursday night because you know that you just have one more day of work ahead. And Friday? By the time Friday morning arrives, you know you’ve made it. Instead of counting days, you’re counting hours before another work week is behind you. The happiest part of my week is Friday afternoon at 3:40 when I pick up the boys from school. “We have the maximum amount of weekend right now, boys!” I sometimes tell them when they hop into the car. Friday afternoons are filled with possibilities for the weekend ahead.

This leaves Tuesday, of course. That odd day during the week that’s not much more than a space-holder between Monday and Wednesday. I’ve also found myself the most tired on Tuesdays, when the weekend has caught up to me and I haven’t yet gotten into my weekly groove. This afternoon, when I dropped the two older boys off at prep, I glanced in the rearview mirror to check on my five-year-old.

He was fast asleep. Exhausted.

Not wanting to wake him, I ended up driving around for a few minutes before deciding to stop at the local park. I parked the car under the shade of a tree and opened the windows just enough to get a nice breeze. Laughter from the nearby playground floated into the car. If Colin woke up, I thought, he could spend a few minutes on the swings and slides.

He didn’t wake up though. After an hour passed, it was time to go back and pick up his brothers. But in that hour, as I was warmed by sunshine streaming through the car windows, I was able to sit back and catch up on a few podcasts, check my email and read the news on my phone, and do a little writing in my notebook about a few ideas I’ve been pondering.

So maybe Tuesdays aren’t so bad after all.

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This post is part of the “Slice of Life” series, organized by the teachers at Two Writing Teachers, whose goal is to give teachers a place to write and reflect. This March, more than 300 teachers have committed to daily writing. If you’d like to read more “slices” (from other teachers and even some students), visit


  1. I enjoyed your rational for Tuesdays being the worst day of the week but your ending changes those thoughts around as you sneak a few minutes of me time. That was a happy ending to your day.

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  2. MAK

    Ah, Tuesdays. I sometimes feel like they are the day with the most potential. And they often fall far short. I think yours was a potential today.

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  3. I appreciate about your writing what appears to be a purposeful business to your life. I don’t have children, so other than my job and all that comes along with it, there’s not much going on than typical household chores. I keep thinking I should take up certain hobbies, but in the end, I end up on the couch with Netflix when I’m not working. I’ve always been the kind of person who gets more productive as I become busier, so at this point in my life, I feel like I’m going between 100mph and 0 in terms of productivity. I appreciate that you take time in your clearly busy schedule to do things purposefully, write in your notebook or read, blog, etc. I think your Tuesday sounds wonderful – here’s to many more like it!

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