Weekends are for work. At least they are for those of us grinding on creating outside of soul-sucking day jobs. I look forward to the freedom to work on my weekend. To work on what feeds my soul. In a good four focused hours, I can type several thousand words. My writing advances so much further on the weekends than during the week.
I struggle to balance the writing in the week because the demands on my time are more considerable. The energy to dedicate to it is less as well. The weekends, ahh the weekends, fueled by coffee and freedom, is where the magic happens.
As we all trudge through our Friday, I get more and more excited as the time ticks closer to starting the few free days so I can do my work. God bless the weekends, for they are for working.