Why is the weekend over already? Why do I feel like it’s a cruel joke that fate plays every week?
Don’t get me wrong, I love working during the week and all that shebang but the weekend feels like it’s just a tease.
There are not just enough days in the weekend.
I’m fighting for the emancipation from weekend blues. All days of the week deserve to be treated equally and I refuse to have it any other way. Kidding.
I reckon it is best to plan for the weekends like I plan for the week. Everything all typed up in a tidy spreadsheet so when Monday creeps up on me, I can proudly say: “I’ve got this!”
Have a fabulous week people.