Why is it that two weekend days seem so much shorter that any two workdays? I'm sure Einstein must have discussed this in his work on Special Relativity, but since I have to hit the sack in a minute, I don't have time to check. Those work days come often, and they come early, too.
I know, I know, I have a job, no mean feat in these difficult days, and I like my job, I do, and it's important. It's just that I like my weekends better.