A weekend where she gets to work till wee hours in the morning, and complimentary "Will she or won't she make it in time to the airport to pick up her newlywed husband".
Sometimes I wish I'm lucky enough to be a lady of leisure. Just pottering around the home. I'm easily contented.
I'm even happy to work on a veggie garden.
I just don't want to work on weekends, is that so hard? If God had to a rest on Sunday, how come we poor minions don't?