Before (Baby), I would always obviously thoroughly enjoy three-day weekends - who doesn't? I'd enjoy the extra day of sleeping in and hanging around doing nothing.
Now, I strongly believe all weekends should be three-day weekends. How are we ever going to get caught up and get stuff done? This is how I see it:
Day 1 - do housework - cleaning, laundry, straightening up, pay bills, ironing
Day 2 - do all the random things you can't get done during the week - return those pants to the store, shop for new bedspread, do yard work, figure out what's the smell in the laundry room, cook up meals for the week (because the thought of coming home at 6pm to take care of baby and cook dinner makes me crazy).
Day 3 - go to Mass, spend it with the family and relax
How do people manage keeping sane with only 2-day weekends? It is (all jokes aside) not enough. I need to figure something out...
Here's a picture of baby being crazy: