While working, weekends are precious. After all, these are the two days of the week where one typically doesn’t have to work. And who wants to spend a majority of that time doing things around the house, like mow the lawn, laundry, straightening up somewhere, fixing something, etc.

There are weekends – well, Saturdays – where I will go outside from like 10:00 AM until 3:00 or 4:00 – with a break for lunch – and come in to get ready to go to Mass with the missus. One day gone. Sundays were usually not-working-outside days.

And who really wants to do things around the house after spending hours at the office, plus commuting, and then maybe also dinner? And sometimes there are other activities happening during the week too, such as volunteer work or going to a child’s sporting event.

I am expecting that, during retirement, this won’t be such an issue. Consider that there won’t be just two days to do whatever needs to be done, but rather seven. And those two days aren’t so “sacred” anymore.

What day to mow the lawn? Why not Monday? Or Wednesday? What day to spend some time working on the garage? Tuesday? How about Friday?

I’m sure there may be days where it will still be “But I don’t feel like going outside.” Fine. Then don’t. Wait a day and go outside the next. When there are seven days to play with – as long as procrastination doesn’t get the best of the situation – there is more freedom to do things when one wants. Or whenever, for that matter.

I predict I will not miss being tied to such a strict schedule. I think I will enjoy the freedom of having MY schedule to do what I want, when I want to.