…it could be bunnies.
I explained to The Hildy my theory last night. Whenever I explain one of my carefully thought out but slightly odd theories to The Hildy she gives me that look. You know the one? The “I love you but you’d better not have passed on your crazy genes to the kids” look.
At least she didn’t back away in terror like she did when I explained the idea about the people who live behind the mirror and pretend to be our reflections. She’s obviously getting used to me.
Anyway, my theory.
The working week is too short for me to get all the work done that I need to do. The weekend is too short for me to properly relax. This makes Mondays particularly harrowing as I’m still in “weekend mode” while I have work to do. Obviously I’d like to work less and relax more but needs must and all that so I cannot reduce the number of days overall that I work. A solution came to me though.
Rather than work 5 days in every 7 why not work 7 days in every 10. The ratio works out almost the same. Instead of working 260 days less holiday I’d work 256 days less holiday in a year. The advantage is that I’d have enough time to do my work and get more time off at the weekend.
The problem I can see though is what to name the other three days. Suggestions please.