Weekend Migraine

Weekends have to be the worst time of the week. It follows a familiar pattern that is broken only every once in a while. First it starts off on Thursday with plans to do something or another related to school. Friday comes along and I get a good bit of those plans done, but not entirely since something always comes up that I have to go out and do. Saturday rolls along and I catch up on all the sleep I've been missing for the week, so I've woken up nearly around lunch time. When I go to get brunch I turn on the tv, since I can't seem to eat a meal at home without it, and get caught with whatever program is on. That and I probably take out my DS and start playing whatever game I'm into at the time. I probably spend a good portion of the afternoon doing this until I'm asked to help with dinner or do some chore, or the usual happens and I have to stop because I have developed what I term as a "Weekend Migraine". At this point, I do some miscellaneous chores, since the headache is bad enough I can't concentrate on anything too long or really even think clearly. So my plans are put off. I decide to spend a little time online to try and see if I've gotten any interesting emails, which I usually don't get anyways, or if anything interesting has happened on myspace/facebook or, recently, on my blog. I go to bed, still with the migraine. I wake up about the same time Sunday morning, and start the process all over again, except the migraine doesnt start again, its already there since I wake up. I finally give up, drink some tea so I can sleep at least half the night, since my migraine is much worse at this point, and wake up early on Monday.
I'm not even sure why I'm writing a post on my weekend routines, or why I called it Weekend Migraines. I know though that I absolutely hate weekends. Especially when its starting to get colder outside and less inviting to do things like biking or canooing. I predict that these Weekend Migraines will become unbearable as the days get colder, and the less I want to go outside or travel. It would be much more bearable if I had somewhere I could go to be alone, away from the family, chores, kids running around. Just a quiet place with a white board, a couch, and a computer. Like my first semester at UCF, though I didn't spend all that much time in there. It was the best place to go study. Thats where I learned everything taught in Physics II even a few semesters before I began Physics I. If only there were no classes, no set schedule to what I learn when, no teachers except when I choose to go seek one out. That would be the ideal classroom. None of that and just my empty room with a couch, a whiteboard, and a computer...
If only. Until then though, hello Weekend Migraines.