I suppose I could use a little structure, actually. It'd been fifteen days since I'd had a day off (and really, to say I'd had a day off back then isn't quite true... Working two jobs, one full-time, one half-time, it had really been more like two or three months). I'd been getting burned out and was looking forward to having some downtime, but when it actually came, I didn't quite know what to do with it anymore.
Plus, working nights or swings for the last ten months decimated my social life. That's something I need to work on recovering, or else I'm going to be feeling isolated and bored. Not a good combination.
So, work is good... But so are weekends. I need to get back into the rhythm of both work and play.
(Secret message: wouldn't Chomsky's butt monkey have to be named Chimpsky?)