Weekends are the worst for me. Our weekends have always been filled with activity. Either here at home doing yard work, working on the house or just hanging out. If not at home, we were out and about doing something. Especially Sunday’s. They were almost always spent at the park with our Amtgard group. Arthur looked forward to this all week. It is still hard for me to go. Arthur should be there. I found myself crying the majority of the day yesterday. Forty minutes of that was sitting in the parking lot at Target. I am not sure I will ever look forward to weekends again.