Ah, the weekend. Thatís the time you do what you want, right? Itís when you get a break from the hassles and worries of the work week and change your routine. Saturday is the best day, because I can do something different.
When I realized how little Iíd got done this week, I was stunned. I didnít even take a vacation this year because thereís so much to do, week after week, and now here I am at the end of this one with nothing to show for it. And you know that I always say Iím going to work on Saturday, but you know I almost never do.
Today was the exception. Itís not as if I had a choice, and I didnít get everything done that I wanted to, but I did spend as much time working as I normally do on any weekday. Except for this week, of course, when every weekday was like a Saturday, full of good intentions and signifying nothing.