Boy, I've to a really busy weekend planned.
On Friday night, we're having a going away party for my boss. He's being transferred to California. Usually, people don't like their bosses so much but he's a great boss and we'll really miss him.
On Saturday morning, I'll do what I always do. I go to the gym and work out. It's not fun and it's not a great way to spend your morning but health is important.
On Saturday afternoon, I've got to take my car in for repairs. Its an old car, but I really love it.
On Saturday evening, I'm having dinner with my girlfriend. She always complains that I don't take her out enough so we're going to a fancy Chinese restaurant downtown. Chinese is her favorite food. She'll be excited.
On Sunday morning, well, I've got to catch up on my household chores, you know, laundry, wash the car, take out the trash, do the dishes, things like that. I really wish I could hire a maid.
On Sunday evening, I'll probably just take it easy, relax, watch TV, maybe read a book. I almost never go out on Sundays. Why? I have to wake up early on Monday and go to work like everybody else.