This weekend the bf has what residents call "a golden weekend," which means he's not on call nor is he recovering from being on call. "It's so rare we call it golden," he explained (yes, honey, I understand the significance of the color gold).
Come to think of it, that kind of weekend is pretty rare for writers, too. I started to wonder about the last time I'd had a whole weekend when I wasn't frantically churning out queries or answering emails to editors. This week was especially stressful, so I've decided that this weekend is my golden weekend, too. See you Monday (maybe)...