As anyone who works on a Saturday knows, it can be hard to get into the frame of mind necessary for a productive morning.
Sure, I can sleep in on Fridays, but sleeping in when people are going to work is almost as bad as going to work when people are sleeping in.
So I get up on Fridays an hour later than usual, futz around, then anxiety tells me to be productive on something. Which thing? Anything! Okay, I'll something. Wrong thing! It was? Shit, how about this thing? Nope. This? Nu-uhn. Dammit. Then Saturday morning comes and it's off to work I go thinking about the one thing maybe I should have done the day before.
Which is what I need to do now. Ciao.