My weekend was amazing.
What makes it so great, you ask?
Answer: The absence of everything.
Once upon a time I was a social butterfly that couldn't imagine spending 5 waking hours at home, much less a whole weekend. But I've grown up, and now it's my favorite thing to do.
It's not that I sleep the day away.
Oh, no.
Being a 'mature' adult comes with a mature internal alarm clock that wakes me up at seven thirty on a Saturday. But I read in bed for hours, which is a luxury that is unimaginable on a weekday.
And when it comes to Sunday night, the thought of having to start a new week does not lift my spirits one bit. It makes me quite cranky.
So here are five happy things, since in a round about way this post has been a complaint :).
1. 9 days off at Christmas.
2. Tuesday dinner with the Pseudo family.
3. Expensive, almost-never-been-used hand me downs.
4. Eating fatty foods all day Saturday but not gaining a pound.
5. Sleep. Goodnight....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
You must have 'matured' fast, there was no internal 7:30 alarm clock in the summer!
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