Trying to get much work done on a Saturday is always an iffy proposition, but usually, if I’m fully committed, I can at least do what’s on my to-do list. Most Saturdays the people I work with leave me alone. In fact, that’s exactly the reason I do work on Saturday, so that I can stay with the tasks I’ve assigned myself and not have to zig and zag according to someone else’s whim.

Well, it didn’t work out that way today, and now I still have that same to-do list, undone. I spent the day solving other people’s problems, which isn’t a bad thing and is part of my job but wasn’t what I had in mind. I hope they’re happy. No, I mean that. I really hope they’re happy, because if not, my day was wasted.

At one point, in a fit of misdirected pique, I actually turned the phone off for awhile. I felt guilty almost immediately, though, and turned it back on. It never got so bad that I unplugged the fax machine, but I did think about it. I believe I’m going to dedicate myself to getting so much work done during the upcoming week that I don’t have to work at all next Saturday. (Yeah, that’ll probably happen.)