My ‘weekend’ fell on Monday and Tuesday this week. Which means I worked the real weekend. Not that I mind (in fact, I have long since accepted that working weekends is going to be par for the course for my line of work). But I have to go back to work tomorrow. My laundry is done, the coffeemaker is loaded. And I’ve even broken in my new shoes.
My weekend is gone. It’s time to go to work….
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