Balancing act: Can you find 'life' during another busy Saturday?
As I've grown older, I've found that perhaps the easiest way to mark the passage of time has been the change in how I spend my Saturdays.
When I was a child, a Saturday during the school year was the best day of the week. I daydreamed about it during classes. I planned for it with friends, talking about what we were going to do when the weekend came. And then, when the big day arrived, I couldn't wait for it to get started.
Saturday morning was chore time, so my sister and I helped dust the house, vacuum the carpets and do some other cleaning. Then I'd watch a few cartoons, have lunch and head outside to spend time with my friends.
If it was fall or spring, we'd ride our bikes around the neighborhood or play elaborate games that ranged for blocks. It was like we were trying to catch a little piece of summer and hold onto it for that one day.
During the wintertime, we'd build snow forts or have snowball fights. If the weather was really nasty — and this was South Dakota, so horrible weather was a routine part of winter — we'd play in my basement, inventing games, running around and having lots of fun.
As I got older, my Saturday activities changed.
When I was in high school, the morning chores were still there, and afternoons and evenings were again spent with friends. But afternoons were good for hanging out at the local shopping mall, dropping quarters into video games at the arcade. Evenings and nights were dedicated to playing tennis, basketball or any other available outside sport when the weather was decent, or maybe watching TV at a friend's house when it wasn't. (We watched at a friend's house because mine didn't have cable. Yes, I know, it's a miracle that I survived.)
When we got a bit older and had our driver's licenses, we'd spend hours on Saturday nights cruising Broadway, listening to awesome ’80s rock on the radio, talking about school and girls and music and girls and movies and girls. Also, girls.
College Saturdays changed again. We generally didn't have any chores to do, other than some laundry, so it was a great day for sleeping in, watching sports on TV, maybe playing a pickup game of football and often attending a sporting event during the day or evening.
(During most of these activities, we would, again, be talking about girls. Some things didn't change.)
College days soon ended and were followed, for me, by life as a young married guy. My wife and I lived in South Dakota, Wales (in the United Kingdom) and Utah during the first years of our marriage, and we loved Saturdays.
We would almost always sleep in, often until noon. Afternoons and evenings were great for reading, napping (even though we had slept in), catching a movie, wandering around a museum, going to dinner with another couple or otherwise just enjoying a day of leisure.
But with the arrival of children, homeownership and a more demanding job, Saturdays took a major turn away from leisure.
I still look forward to the weekend, and I picture Saturday as a day for tipping the work-life balance scales back toward "life." Sometimes, I do get to sleep in, read a book, take one of my children out on a father-kid outing, go to a movie with family or do something else that makes me feel like I'm living in my younger days.
But much of the time, Saturday feels like just another day of the week. I may not be at the office, but I'm still working. I'm down in the basement doing laundry. And then I'm out in the yard mowing or raking or shoveling snow (depending on the season). I'm running to the store to stock up on food for the week. And I'm driving children around to various activities or events.
By the end of the average Saturday, I'm at least as tired as I am at the end of any other workday.
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