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Weekends

Ok well weekends what does that really mean, for some people nothing because they still have to go to work but for others it means two days of relaxation and a break from their daily boring life when they can enjoy whatever they can't during the working week. It's like I think a two day holiday, a time to be with family and friends and catch up on what's been happening during the week, asking how their job is going, how are their family and friends, anything new happened at work or school. It's a time to catch up on washing clothes and putting them out to dry if it's a sunny weekend, cooking food for the next week, putting it in the freezer so all you've got to do when you come home from work is put it in the microwave, giving the house a good clean because you didn't have time to do it when you get home from work. If you've got a family then probably they all come to visit at least every couple of weeks or it's a time for you and your wife to be on their own and enjoy the peace and quiet but if it’s a family weekend then it's not going to be a quiet weekend, everyone shouting because of something stupid, everyone talking at the same time, discussing this, that and the other, if you're a parent then it may be a bit overwhelming but at least you are all together as a family communicating rather than talking over the phone. Then Sunday comes around and they all have a lay in until it's time to get up then all hell breaks loose, everybody wanting to use the toilet at the same time, some wanting to get ready for church, parents starting to prepare lunch not for the usual two or three but for the whole family, it's supposed to be the weekend, a time to relax but that's not important as your all together as a family unit and that’s the most important thing. Then after lunch, washing the dishes, sitting down watching telly or just talking it's almost time for the weekend to finish, you say your goodbyes, wave to them as they drive off and then what do you do, start to get ready for the next day when the working week starts again but that's what the weekend is all about work, family and then work again until the next weekend. What does the weekend mean to you, is it the same or do you spend your couple of free days a different way, whatever you do then it is surely a happy couple of days, a break, a time to replenish your battery for the working week ahead with only one thought in your mind, only five more days and it's the weekend, I can't wait but you have to as it's only five days so that gives you the energy to go to work with that thought in mind, am I right or wrong.
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