Apr. 20th, 2009

floatingleaf: (blue viggo)
Long weekends rock. Why can't every weekend last four days?... It totally should. Maybe I would finally start feeling like I have some sort of a life outside of work. Would there be something terribly wrong with that?...

Seriously. Two days are barely enough to catch a breath. I often feel mildly irritated when people ask me about my plans for the weekend. I mean, what plans can I possibly have?... Between the grocery shopping, the cooking, the catching-up on my sleep, an occasional Netflix movie and a long, relaxing bath, the weekend is pretty much over before I know it has started, lol. When there are errands to be run, or the apartment needs cleaning badly enough I can't take it any more, or I have to go to my parents' house to do my laundry, I usually have to skip the movie too (because I refuse to skip the eight-hour sleep or the bath, LOL). Let alone catching up on emails that have accumulated during the week (I just cannot write quick, short emails - ask anyone I've ever corresponded with, and they will tell you :P). Oh, and I try to also find some time to exercise (or take a walk if the weather's nice enough). During the week, I hardly manage to do more than my neck/shoulder stretches, and I do want to avoid muscle atrophy if at all possible, you know?... So yeah, I don't make any extra 'plans' unless I have an extra day to squeeze them into. Which doesn't happen very often. *sigh*

I am perfectly aware some people have much more on their plates and somehow manage to do other stuff as well. But I am not some people. )
Page generated Jul. 7th, 2025 03:23 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios