Why is it that no matter how busy I am at work during the week, no matter how caught up in my job I get, that once Friday afternoon rolls around, I am sitting on the edge of my seat watching the clock like a kid two seconds before Summer Vacation? It never fails. It's not even like I have anything at all planned for this weekend. Just a lot of loafage, as usual. If I'm motivated, I may actually get around to finishing my unpacking from my trip.