TGIF. The diary of a lucky bastard.#2

Tai Wan village @ 6.15 am.
All these considerations what to do as a home working lucky bastard. Do I do the dishes now and then the laundry or do I go shopping as the first thing in the morning to avoid the crowd and queues at the supermarket later in the afternoon. On the other hand does my favourite Cafe not open until noon, and then if I go now I, can't sit down there with a nice cup of coffee and plan what today's post should be about. By the way, what on earth am I going to prepare for dinner tonight? Ok, I will find out of that first, and then do the dishes. But what about the laundry and I guess it is time to do some hovering too, as we've had some construction work going on up stairs we, oh my god lord; how can I just manage all this?
Well, now I've sat down in despair in front of this computer, so I might as well get this done and I have the whole day in front of me, so I should be able to manage everything.
Today it is Friday, I think. For me it is not the big difference anyway which day it is, they all seems the same, always all these considerations. In fact it is a little like work, then everyday also look the same, the only difference is that you really feel when it is Friday and you can look forward to two days of. To celebrate that somebody invented the expression; TGIF, which means: "Thank god it's Friday."
When we lived in Dresden and I was working full time, I also loved Friday afternoon and evening. It felt like freedom and like Monday was far, far away. Then I used to meet up with some of my friends at a pub called; "zum Bautzner Tor" in Dresden, cellebrating the coming weekend and all the opportunities that gave us.
As I havn't got that same feeling about weekends at the moment, that they mean a break from work, they do mean something special. Now I can be together with my wife and we can do some exploring and meet up with some friends and maybe have a late night, without always worrying when am I going to do this and that in the house. But when I think about it, then it is exactly the same you do when both are working fulltime, I mean use the weekend like that, maybe the only difference is, that I do not have the same feeling about Mondays anymore, like a person who's working, because Monday for me now means: Wow, again a week whith a lot of time to do the things I want, øhh and yes; of course also to do the stuff I've postponed from last week -or it could even be from the week before that- and at the end, I always end up sitting here asking myself: "where has the time just gone? I haven't managed half of the stuff I've planned, I guess I have to do that next week then."
Sorry folks, but I haven't got time to sit here anymore writing silly words, I have to do the dishes and then go shopping and cooking, and meanwhile I've been sitting here, my favorite cafe has opened and I think it is time for a nice cup of hot Cafe latte; No it is not at Starbucks, it is a little local place owned by two young Chinese people. The cafe is called "Colour Brown" and they roast and grind the coffee themselves, and they have nice tea too and two very funny dogs called: Cheese and Go On, but as always; this is a complete different story.