Is this what Saturday feels like?

Today is Saturday.  In recent history, the word "Saturday" hasn't mean anything special, like I vaguely recall it did when I was a kid.  Saturday meant Dad was home all day, there was a possibility of some sort of special breakfast, probably a random sporting activity, and maybe a trip to Home Depot if we were all lucky.   By the time I got to college, Saturday was the one squander-able day of the week.  Homework could be put off until Sunday and there was a very real possibility that I could sleep in as long as I wanted (provided there were no choir tours, retreats, or special meetings).  For the last two years, Saturday has pretty much just been another work day, and often was simply The Day Just Before Sunday (insert stressful music cue here).  But now, I think, things are a little different.  Here's what today looked like:

4 AM     Wake Up
11 AM   Done with Work
1 PM      Shopping and Lunch Date with Mark and Lisa
4 PM      Nap Time
6:30 PM Wake Up (again, this time for dinner)
7:30 PM Water Balloon Toss with Madelynne
8 PM      ......um......

This is when it hit me that I was reentering the normal world.  What do you do with a Saturday night?
I don't have anywhere to be tonight.  
I don't have to be anywhere before 9 AM tomorrow, so I don't have to go to bed yet.  
I don't have anything looming over my figurative head, giving me literal shoulder tension.  
I guess I could do something for fun.  

Then the room began to spin with possibilities..... watch a movie.... read a book... aimlessly wander Facebook for hours (ambitious, I know) ... call up old friends... reorganize my collection of magazines.... knit something.  I don't even know where my knitting needles are, but the point is that if I wanted to knit something, I could.  What freedom, what exhilaration!  Before I let the bigness of it all sweep me away forever, I found a letter of recommendation I needed to write for a student and settled down to the task at hand.  But I'm rebelling against the old definition of Saturday in small ways.... buying the Mumford and Sons album on iTunes, texting with a friend I want to catch up with, thinking about eating some leftover chocolate from Germany.  This, my friends, could be the life.