I love the weekends.
Excluding the 1000 steps hike that Ken and I do every Saturday and Sunday, I love the weekends.
I get to sleep in after 6:30am.
I get to wear clothes that aren't black or white or blue or shirts or pencil skirts.
I get to eat breakfast and lunch at the same time.
I get to read the newspaper from cover to cover.
And sometimes I even
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