Workin' the Weekend

Here it is, another Saturday where I have to go into the office. I shouldn't complain, cuz every weekend hour I work converts into a weekday hour I might possibly get to take off (once the proposal is finished). That's a good thing. And seriously, what would I accomplish on a Saturday at home anyway? Laundry? (It can wait.) Make a pizza? (That would just make me fatter.) Redecorate the apartment, rearrange the furniture, or shop for new drapes? (What do I look like...Charles Nelson Reilly?)

Well, OK, I could do more exercise, maybe hang out with my kid, or perhaps do something creative. But most likely I would fritter it away; noontime, suppertime, choretime too. It's probably good to keep me chained to a desk and off the streets.

Before I head to the office, though, I do intend to go for a run. The weather report says that it might be a tad cool and a tad windy, but I think I'm prepared for those conditions. I'll head out to Waterton and try to put in 6 or 8 miles. I'll let you know how it goes.

In the meantime, please enjoy your Saturday, and don't waste any energy lamenting how unfair it is that you're out riding your bike, hiking in the foothills, or shopping for a new hat -- while I'm buried under paperwork in a sterile cubicle, completely oblivious to the full pageantry of life kicking up its heels in the outside world. No, don't worry about me; I'll be fine. You just go ahead and (sob) have a great day!