As far as i am concerned, it's not a weekend if you don't read a weekend paper, whilst drinking a hot beverage, in my case coffee. I use to work a lot of weekends, and it was always something i missed. So now not a weekend goes past without me doing this, even if i am working, That is what breaks are for!
We all have our little quirks, some of us are more creatures of habits than others (i am one of them). But who cares, as long as we are not having a negative effect on others.
But back to weekends, aren't they lovely, especially long weekends. Where one can get away from everyday life, schedules and appointments. Weekends are like permission to do what ever you want. It's like the universes way of saying this is your time, do what you want. If it is cleaning the house you desire, go for it. If it is putting a bum imprint on the couch after a big night, go right ahead.
I love weekends.
