Then Saturday comes. We spend a leisurely morning reading at the breakfast table. I make a trip to the library to return books that are due, and though I know better I return home with another arm load. It's very likely that more than one will be returned in three weeks not having been opened, but I just leave them there in the library. After lunch I sit down to check email and catch up on a few blogs. Before long it is supper time and I've not even unpacked my school bag.
Maybe this is how the weekend is supposed to be.