When I was w*rking, I would sometimes take a day off and join my wife for some shopping together in the city center, then lunch, and a nice walkabout after. Once, when doing this on a Wednesday, I said to her, "You know after FIRE, a day like this could be any Wednesday."
Somehow, that became a mantra of sorts and a reminder of how relaxing and even a little bit naughty it felt to be away from the office, while everyone else was toiling away. Now, when we are out and about (or used to be, pre-Covid), we sometimes stop and marvel at our good luck and say, "This could be any Wednesday...and it is!" The laugh we share is pure, unadulterated joy.
So, not Saturday for us. Just any Wednesday...
-BB