Another weekend.

I had planned on getting up impressively early and working all day today. As it is I’ve just rolled out of bed now and I’m going for a run. Then I’m seeing a friend, then I’m busy this evening so my weekend of getting things sorted becomes just another weekend.

I know I shouldn’t kick up a fuss but I need time and having a Monday to Friday 9-5 job means that the weekends are my precious own time. I guess I should just take it easy and relax, drink too much and put on Facebook that I can’t move because I’m so hungover but that’s not where I’m at or what I want to be doing anymore. I need this time to get things done and it frustrates me that I can’t because I have a social life.

I know, this is awful as a post.