Back To The Grind

I swear the weekend always seems to take it's time getting here and then once it is here, it can't seem to get over fast enough. It reminds me a lot of when my aunts and uncles on my dad's side would get together on Memorial Day every year. They would take forever to get to our house. Then, in the mix of a couple of hours, they would hurry to the graveyard and then hurry and have a picnic, and then take off again. the weekend reminds me of that. We wait and toil for the weekend to get here. Then, once it is here, it's gone. There should be more weekends and less work.