The New Week
It's Blurbsday, I'm in love.
Why do weeks exist? No, seriously. "Years" are tied to the rotation of the Earth around the sun, and "Months" are (or were, historically) tied to the phases of the moon. But weeks? What astronomical phenomenon corresponds with seven days? Is it because it's a quarter of a moon cycle? That's pretty week. (You see what we did there?)
Maybe things would be a lot better if our week was a different length. What if weeks were 3 days long: Sunday, Monday Tuesday? You would get every third day off, and only ever work two days in a row. Sure, you wouldn't get two days off in a row, but isn't that sort of a waste? Nobody ever makes the most of a Sunday.
It's probably a Bible thing, isn't it? Genesis and all that. Well, that's great, but let's remember that we are all in charge of our own lives. And just because "society" tells us that a week is seven days long doesn't mean we can't blaze our own trail. "I will be out of the office all day tomorrow because it is Blurbsday. I will return on what you call 'Saturday.'"
What would your ideal week look like? And don't just say "every day is a weekend" because…well, actually, that doesn't sound like a bad idea.