When Holidays and Weekends are Just Another Day

Everywhere I look this morning I see people grumbling. “Oh it’s back to the grindstone…,” they say. Maybe they have a busy work week ahead of them, or maybe they have classes to attend. Whatever. The point is that these people have places to go and they are not happy about it in the least. I, however, can’t comment on how that feels anymore, as today is my “Saturday”.

I’ve worked for the same company for 10 years now. For someone in their 30s or 40s, that might not be very impressive (or maybe it would…hard to say these days!), but I am only 28 years old. I started work at said company 1 month after I turned 18 and graduated from high school. Now, I haven’t worked the same job, or anything. I’ve had several positions and am in a managerial position now (or trust me, I wouldn’t still be there!), but I haven’t left. The company is in the tourism trade, so our business is significantly busier on weekends, holidays and during the summer. Due to this fact, I have missed the last 10 years worth of my friend’s BBQ’s, birthday parties and weekend shenanigans.

When I was in college, it didn’t seem like that big of a deal. College students run on a schedule that is far crazier than people working 9-5 jobs. I still did get excited for different holidays and days of the week though. I was always excited about Friday and devastated about Monday. It wasn’t for the same reasons as the other students, as I had to work all weekend anyway, but the energy and happiness that comes from knowing you survived another academic week and could cross it off your syllabus’ calendar (I really did this…marked off each week of the semester…winter/summer break countdown! Woo!) really did bring a smile.

Now college is 5 years in the rear view mirror (ohmygoshwhendidigetold), and the weekend and holidays essentially mean nothing to me, aside from the fact that work will be crazier. The tourists will be swarming, asking me how to get to Ghirardelli Square , how much the Cable Cars cost and where can they find those adorable sea lions? Now the days I look forward to are Tuesdays and Wednesdays…my weekend. Sure, there are no swinging parties to go to, but stores and other places are emptier. I can go to the gym in the middle of the work day when everyone else is at their desk, starting to get frazzled.

And when everyone else complains about heading back to work after a three day weekend, I can hug my coffee cup a little closer to me, smile and snuggle down under my comforter. I do believe I will stream some Leave it to Beaver from Netflix…oh that Beav….always getting into trouble!

Speaking of coffee:


Colon, MI is the magic capital of the world. Betchya didn’t know that!

My exceptionally unphotogenic breakfast; ugly, but tasty!


Steel Cut Oats w/banana and chia. I made a whole pot yesterday, so for the rest of the week, only toppings will vary.

Today, I mixed a bit of Nutella into my bowl of oats and then topped with 1 tbs of TJ’s Sunflower Seed Butter and 1tbs of Fage greek yogurt. Then, I crumbled one Biscoff cookie on top, because that’s how I roll!

Now to finish up some computer things and perhaps hit the gym. If I can get my lazy behind down to the Ferry Building before 2pm I can hit the lunch time farmer’s market…one of my favorite things!

Have an amazing Saturday Tuesday!

3 thoughts on “When Holidays and Weekends are Just Another Day

  1. Sometimes when I’m navigating through the Shinjuku crowds trying to get my errands done I miss my old teaching job for it’s Sunday/Monday weekend. Of course, I also remember the bitterness of always to be the one who had to miss out on Friday evenings and Saturdays.. but seeing those desserted streets on Monday at noon were a highlight for me, and since my Saturday hours were two hours shorter I always felt like I was on a long weekend come Sunday night.

    1. Sorry for the late response, I just saw this post a few miuntes ago. It’s a bummer about tonight.For the future, assume that I’m available on the weekends, since I usually am. If I do have something planned, I can usually reschedule it; but if not, I’ll let you know.

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