I'm experiencing something so strange and wonderful that I'm almost afraid to say it out loud for fear of making it stop: my weekend has felt twice as long as usual. What I mean is, everytime I look at the clock I have this sensation that surely it must be later than that. I've had more time to accomplish so much more than I ever normally do on a weekend! Typically they fly by and I'm sitting there with the Sunday evening blues by the time I've blinked twice -- but not this weekend. I've caught up with my wordcount, spent time with my family, cleaned, cooked, done many achievements in my son's Cub Scout manual, sewed, spent time with my pets, written letters, answered emails, made phone calls...and the list goes on and on. It's uncanny! It's a miracle! Or at least a huge blessing.
Wouldn't it be something if it just kept going like this?
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