"Learning to live and living to learn"
Someone just wished me an enjoyable weekend. What the hell is a weekend?
According to my dear wife, a weekend is when we have to do the housework, wash clothes, go to the supermarket and do "odd jobs" around the home. I struggle to find such activities enjoyable.
Of course, we will try our best to make up for the hours we spent at the office when we should have been showering the dog with the attention she so richly deserves.
Weekends are for processing the experiences of the week gone by, for reflecting on what we did and how we did it and asking - "if I had to do that again, in the light of my experience, what would I do differently?" With conclusions drawn, we can then think about what we will do in the week ahead.
So, as Friday evening approaches, don't fool yourself into thinking you will have a day or two off. Weekends are for children on a break from school, perhaps too for the idle rich and of course, for your dog, if you have one.