Violet's cute little mug captures the range of emotions I experienced concerning my predicament (denial, shock, and anger -- obviously).
Weekends aren't for working. They are for brunching, market-ing and bbq-ing. Trying out a new recipe or going for a hike is about as rigorous as I like getting on my days off. Think? I don't do that on Saturdays nor Sundays. Stay inside? No thanks. Sit at a desk -- grrrrrrooossss.
Needless to say I have already begun the countdown for next weekend (to hell with living in the moment - working weekend moments don't deserve to be savoured). Thankfully next weekend is a long one. I feel like the calendar owes me!
Five days on then three days off everybody! We can do it.
Right..
xo
Em
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