If Monday is the worst day of the week, Saturday is probably a close second. My weekends are quickly getting out of control. There’s always some game for whatever sport my son is playing that season. There’s always a trip to the grocery store, the farmer’s market, or fighting the crowds at the mega-giant Costco. There’s a weekly trip to the library to check out new books and free movies. There’s stuff around the house that is begging to be fixed, cleaned, dusted, mopped, or put away. Weekends, which should be my reprieve for working a 40+ hour week, have turned into a bit of a nightmare.
A couple of years ago, my spouse and I made a pact to keep our weekends as technology-free as possible. I turn off my work-email that flows to my BlackBerry. I rarely even get on the computer unless it is to check a movie time or get directions to someone’s house for a birthday party. But living with less technology doesn’t get rid of a weekend schedule that can easily get out of control.
