I’m going on three years as a weekend warrior and I honestly can’t make up my mind if that is something I should be proud of or ashamed of. At any rate, I’m strict about my usage, I don’t make exceptions for using during the week (that can turn into such a slippery slope) even when I’m having a horrible week or one that just seems to go on and on. Just Saturday. The six days in between can be a pretty long haul though.
When I’m having a bad day (or week) Saturday keeps me going. Last week was awful. I’m having a health-related issue right now that modern medicine isn’t addressing well. I felt so discouraged I barely ate anything Mon, Tues or Wed.
Somehow I always manage to pick myself up and find a reason to keep going. I’m pretty sure my Saturday activities are a big part of it. No matter what crap I have to deal with in life I know I’ll always have Saturday.
I do try to lead a balanced life with a career, a few hobbies and one friend that I hang out with. But I won’t make any bones about what I enjoy the most. It might be escapism or hedonistic but it does a damn good job, better than anything else I can think of. It is what it is. Denial is not just a river in Egypt. I am available to the world for six and a half days a week but not Saturday night, that is my time.
It seems like every week I’ve got a different thorn in my side. Health problems flaring up. Nightmares again. Job driving me nuts. Cat sick as hell.
No worries, Saturday is coming. Saturday will make it all better. It always does.
When I’m having a bad day (or week) Saturday keeps me going. Last week was awful. I’m having a health-related issue right now that modern medicine isn’t addressing well. I felt so discouraged I barely ate anything Mon, Tues or Wed.
Somehow I always manage to pick myself up and find a reason to keep going. I’m pretty sure my Saturday activities are a big part of it. No matter what crap I have to deal with in life I know I’ll always have Saturday.
I do try to lead a balanced life with a career, a few hobbies and one friend that I hang out with. But I won’t make any bones about what I enjoy the most. It might be escapism or hedonistic but it does a damn good job, better than anything else I can think of. It is what it is. Denial is not just a river in Egypt. I am available to the world for six and a half days a week but not Saturday night, that is my time.
It seems like every week I’ve got a different thorn in my side. Health problems flaring up. Nightmares again. Job driving me nuts. Cat sick as hell.
No worries, Saturday is coming. Saturday will make it all better. It always does.