Saturday chill out...

Someone asked me if I have big plans for the weekend and I said no and they said that is too bad. and I said NO WAY! It is awesome. I love that the plans for this weekend are totally minimal. Why are plans on the weekend so darned important? My week is spent running like a wild child from one important task to the next, I pretty much fall into a coma every night at 9:30 because I am exhausted. Why oh why do I need to do that to my weekend? Today I have talked on the phone for darn near two hours with a friend I haven't talked to in ages, drank two cup of tea, caught up on a blog I love to read, cleaned my belly button and been browbeaten into giving my cats gooshy food. Oh and I threw in a load of laundry, but that is not work, that is me totally gaga in love with my new washer and dryer. The laundry was pure hedonistic pleasure, clean laundry was just gravy. Why would I want to change anything about today?