More often than I like to admit I fantasize of the weekend. I can finally get things done! All the German homework that I haven’t had the time for during the workweek, maybe I can paint, maybe bake something I’ve wanted to make for ages…
On Saturdays I’m fairly active. We go to the Helsinki centre for some shopping and cafés and at home I tackle the admiringly large pile of laundry. I feel productive and excited!
Unfortunately the feeling doesn’t last to Sunday. I still have plenty of things to do but the drive is gone. I’m laying in the bed, blanket protecting me from the grey world outside with one cat laying on top of me and the other one under the blanket with me. None of us wants to move. It’s Monday tomorrow!
Oh Sunday apathy.