I really enjoy Saturdays. Saturday is in the middle of Friday and Sunday. I love Friday nights, it is time to celebrate, but the evening to celebrate is not very long because I need to be ready for Saturday. Saturdays are very productive. I don’t feel as though I am trying to beat the clock. This Saturday I slept in an hour and a half later. I had breakfast with my girlfriend, shoveled some snow, did some laundry, a bit of house cleaning, did lots of schoolwork, and went shopping with my husband.
Sundays always seem too short. I feel like I am racing against the clock to be prepared for the coming week. This Sunday I have a plan to quit working before evening to give myself some time to watch a movie or read a book and get to bed at a reasonable tme.