Oh, so Saturday doesn’t mean sleeping in anymore? I’m cool with that. I get more done, anyway.
Oh, and I need to be social? During the day? Hmm. Okay, I can handle that. That…that could be fun. Yeah. Fun.
Shopping. Shopping on Saturdays. That’s a thing I could get used to. In small amounts at bargain prices.
I’m still not going to the dining common on Saturday. That’s just too much. Especially now that I drive there, instead of walking. I might walk there for lunch when fall gets here.
And I can’t spend all day cleaning. There’s homework to do, now. And plenty of it.
But Saturdays are more than just curling up in a chair and reading, now. They’re more than that. It can be an active day, and I will survive.
Things got done. Good enough for me.