It wasn’t really a long weekend. (No more of them until later in the year.) It just felt that way. Maybe I was still in vacation mode from the days off in the middle of the week. Maybe it was that Suzanne felt under the weather Friday evening so we went home ate pizza and watched movies. Then Saturday and Sunday were both fairly lazy days of sitting around reading. – Not writing letters to friends. Nooo, that would have been productive. In fact I have to go back and finish writing some now to our subcontractors. – which made for a delightfully unrushed, i.e., long, weekend.