Weekends and friends and time to loose
Saturday, August 30th, 2008
But the thing is that there is not like a huge difference at least for me in what I do during the week and what I do during the weekend. I suppose I get contagious with what other people do and fell about it. It is true that on Friday night when I am out I see that people are more euphoric, there is a twinkle in their eyes that says that they are happy and that everything ahead is fun and nothing to do with work. There is other who does not have that twinkle in their eyes and it means they have to work in the morning. Some of them probably have professions like mine, the kind of professions that you work when everybody else is enjoying and resting.
So while my lovely wife has the special twinkling in her eyes I do not seem impress at all because they day I had seems very similar to the one I had yesterday and the one I will have tomorrow and after tomorrow. It is all up to me. I may even work more on the weekends than during the day because I fell more inspired and I do lots. And perhaps one day in the middle of the week I fell really lazy, like super lazy and I do not move myself from my bed at all.
So, yes, the weekend for me is more than anything an opportunity to see my friends who have normal jobs. Yesterday my friend Dany came to say hello. We have not seen him for a while. He spends the summer in another town and you just see him from time to time. So, we asked him and told him how he was and long time no see. He said to us “not very well today” “my father has died”. We were flabbergasted. We could not believe it. It does not happen very often that someone comes to you and tells you my father just died. But it was like that. They were coming back from the beach with his mum and his mum was a little bit pissed off that her husband had not go to pick her up from the beach as he always did. When they arrived home they found him lying dead in the bathroom. He had had a heart attack.