I have to admit I’m starting to appreciate the 48-hour weekend much more than I ever did before. I guess that’s what happens when you’re pushed to the limit and stretched to your abilities over the last 5 work days ; the weekend welcomes you with some hope of comfort and relaxation… well that too depends on what you exactly do during the weekend.
At the end of the day when Sunday night comes, just as long as you don’t regret wasting the precious weekend you just had doing some idle-mindless-time-over-excessive-time-wasting stuff, I think you’ll enjoy the following week better.
I’m off to enjoy my weekend…
