I went back to work today after a six-day weekend. Tomorrow is my last day before a four-day weekend. I’m really going to have trouble going back to a regular work week.

Luckily, we also get Martin Luther King’s birthday off.

For a short while there, I was starting to remember the part I liked about being unemployed. Sleeping late is definitely a good.

You know, any week where Monday is actually Wednesday can’t be half bad.