Well, it's a slow day for news.

I have been teaching, grading and teaching again and it's going to be like this all week. And I am going to be working on Saturday as well. (Thanks, Boyko Borissov.) In May there are two, four day weekends for various holidays and now we're making up one of these "holidays" on Saturday. You know because otherwise the country might loose money by not working.  <em>Awesome. </em>

It feels like much less of a holiday when this happens.

Anyhow, I know that I've written about this phenomena before so I won't lament this too much more but I can't help but think: ug. (Or maybe even double ug.)

I guess what it comes down to is that I think the weekend is mine. I look forward to it. I look forward to managing my own time, doing what I want to and wearing my sweatpants.<!--more-->

What's interesting to me is that Americans are generally known for living to work while Europeans are thought of as working to live.  It's said that regularly Americans often don't take all of their earned holiday time each year (maybe two weeks) while Europeans take their earned holiday time (maybe three weeks) each year. Europeans are held up as a standard for many Americans to consider as it's thought that the best employees are those who take care of themselves--these men and women make fewer mistakes on the job, are more productive and better looking. Okay I made that last one up but seriously, they take care of themselves and make time to vacation.

But working on a Saturday? I am not even sure how this fits into the equation. Oh well.

So what's a girl to do? Well, as I don't foresee the Saturday "make-up" day disappearing anytime soon, I guess I've got to make the best of the holiday time I'm given and I'll fuel up on coffee this Saturday, put on a smile and get ready to teach.