I didn't end up taking a nap - instead i went golfing. Then i went to the best BBQ I've ever been invited to. And finally, drinks with friends.

Now it's 12h30am and I have to wake up in less than 6 hours for work and I feel bittersweet that my weekend is over.

I really love my job - but I also really love weekends. It's a perfect balance: 5 days of work and 2 days of rest. Each makes me appreciate the other. But somehow, I feel that summer in Montreal makes me love my weekends more.

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if you read some of my posts from previous years, you'll notice as I just have that my written English has seriously deteriorated. vive le québec.