weekends are bizarre

I understand week days. They are work days, and I know the schedule. But weekends? All over the map! Sometimes I get to sleep in. Sometimes not. Sometimes there are lazy breakfasts, endless cups of coffee, and long conversations. Sometimes people get their danders up and go rushing about, cleaning things, running errands, and accomplishing tasks long left to mildew. It's like the Productivity Fairy came and sprinkled go-get-'em dust over everyone. Except this morning, she sprinkled everyone but me! I want lazy coffee time, and everyone else is waving their 3-feet long To Do lists!