I don't like weekends.

Many people may like weekends very much because they can rest, travel and play. But I really hate weekends. Why do you hate weekends so much?

Let's talk about the past weekend ~

At 5: 15 on Saturday morning, the alarm clock rang and she rolled over and got up. Her father is still snoring. Looking at the dark sky outside, the street lamp came in.

I have to get up early this weekend? Exercise? Reading?

Neither. I'm catching a train.

It's 1 hour's journey from home to the railway station. I hurried out with dry food on my back, and I really clocked in before going out.

The dust rushed all the way to Shanghai. It was really hot and sweaty, and the event site was extremely hot.

It cost 500 yuan to come to Shanghai to participate in community activities. I am very tired and have experienced a mental shock all day. I came back at five o'clock in the afternoon and limped when I got home. I lay down for a few mouthfuls and fell asleep directly. I didn't expect it to be dawn when I went to bed.

Exclaimed: I had a wonderful Saturday, but in retrospect, my energy in listening to spiritual food was quite good. Next time, I hope I can stand on the podium and sprinkle spiritual food to others.

Speaking of Sunday, I can finally have a rest. But on second thought, there is another activity, and I am struggling whether to drag my tired body to continue to participate in the activity. The other half's voice came from my ear: I'm going to see the decoration today, and I have to make a decision.

All right, then get out.

Who had expected that it was easy to go out, but it was not easy to come back.

In the morning 10:00, I went to the decoration company to talk about the design scheme and quotation, and talked over and over again until the afternoon.

In the process, there was also an episode.

In a strange place, another dog blood drama happened.

"Wow, you are a professional hairdresser?" Looking at the front desk, a boy is curling the hair of a girl.

"I'm playing with her hair."

"Well, I think you look familiar. Have we met somewhere? " The boy asked me.

"I've been here all day, of course I have," I said with a smile.

"No, haven't we met before?" The boy said seriously.

Then a chat found that it was an alumnus and now the design director.

I want to know an alumnus, so let's talk. Unexpectedly, he also took the initiative to greet the owner and said that the price could not be lowered any more.

I feel smug, as if I can save a lot of money again.

I was looking forward to seeing the owner come back, but I didn't expect him to say that this is the lowest price stipulated by the company and can't be lower.

"Wow, it doesn't seem to work," I thought.

When we were talking about it, the alumni came to the designer and said, "Help them do it better. They came after seeing it from my old unit. Be sure to do better than them, or you will lose face. "

"Oh, let's warm up and help, alumni just give some strength." We finally signed the contract and went home at sunset.

I thought I could have a relaxing rest, but the course I was going to surf the Internet the next day was not perfect.

I began to improve in a hurry, but my eyelids fought and I didn't listen. In this way, I was not interested in eating dinner and slept for two hours.

When the baby started to sleep, I started to work, it doesn't matter, and it was early in the morning. When I packed my computer and got ready for bed, I suddenly asked myself: What am I doing?

I did these things with limited time and energy:

1. Learn to improve yourself

Decoration creates an environment for children.

3. Make products and deliver services to students.

Is it worth it?

-Worth it!