Working on Saturdays.

I think it used to be so much more of a hassle. I remember there being a time when I had worked Saturdays so frequently and for so long that getting them back was a momentous occasion which I cherished greatly. Now, even though it doesn't happen that often anyway, I don't seem to mind losing them to work. Maybe this is a sign of my deep entrenchment in the anti-social life I have become a part of. Kind of a bummer, that. I should probably try to change that.