The weekends pass much to quickly. I had a really nice weekend, which included visiting with girlfriends, driving south for a grape pie, seeing a movie with my sweetie, a good sermon at church and keeping up with homework and laundry. I didn't have much time to keep up with other household chores. I seriously need to do some cleaning around the place. But it was a very enjoyable weekend.
Until Sunday. I had just finished homework and eating a slice of grape pie, flipped through the pitiful selection of tv channels, and started to feel the gloom of Monday arriving.
2 comments:
Don't you wish weekends were five days long, and work weeks were two? That sounds like the ideal life to me :-)
...or at least a 4:3 split would be nice. but, this too shall pass.
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