The Last Weekend...

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Well, it's knocking at my door. The weekend. And I hate to say it, but I am not looking forward to it...

Normally, you live for the weekend. It's the oasis of your week. It replenishes your mind, body, and soul and I really don't think that that's much of an exaggeration. I mean, what makes Friday's at work so great is that you know when you go home you do NOT (typically) have to go into work the next day or the day after. Coming up with excuses for putting something off becomes so easy and living with that decision is okay because you have the entire upcoming work week to worry about it! So, in other words, in anticipation of the weekend, procrastination becomes justifiable and a widely accepted excuse on Fridays!

But for me, this weekend is something that I'm not too pumped about. It's "the last weekend" of unbridled freedom for me. Beginning on Monday, I inshaAllah start my new job, which is absolutely great and exciting, but the fact that I have to take on responsibility, accountability, and commitments again is really problematic to me. In fact, it's a personal conflict I have with the way I've been leading my life lately.

Taking time off in between my old job and the new one has been great. And that entire rhetoric of "You'll get bored doing nothing" is crap, people! And not just crap, but utter and absolute sheer crap!! Have people who made such arguments ever attempt to do nothing? Obviously not, because I assure you, they would never say that! Let me give you glimpse of what doing nothing really means:

I slept on average by 2am. The earliest I slept was at 1:30am and the latest was fajr.
I woke up on average by 10am. The earliest I woke up was 9:30 and the latest at Noon.

I ate like a king. Usmania. Champs. Brown's. Usmania Chinese. Desi Grill. East-West. IE. Baskin Robbins. And ghar ka kana, too, of course. And that was just in one day. Just kidding! Relax!

I practically lived with Taha and Erik. I owned downtown Chicago.
I cleaned my car.

I made commitments. I broke commitments.

I sat around doing absolutely nothing. I napped like a fat cat.
I came close to reading a book.

I downloaded music and tv shows to my iPod. I added new friends on Facebook. I checked out girls on Facebook. The days were mine to waste or use wisely and it was absolutely phenomenal. And now suddenly I'm faced with reality. The work life fast approaches me once again and concentrating on doing nothing (yes, it does require concentration and absolute resolve) becomes difficult, if not impossible. But I will have to rise to the occasion somehow. I guess for starters I will force myself to sleep by 8pm...

Well, inshaAllah, I hope that the stress from the previous job isn't there, but that there's every bit of success and much more inshaAllah. Include me in your duas.

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