Come Saturday Morning,
I'm going away with my friend,
Will Saturday spend
'til the end of the day?.....

A few lines from an absolute beauty of a song, Come Saturday Morning, from the movie The Sterile Cuckoo, which starred Liza Minelli, around 1970 or so. The song was recorded and made a hit by the Sandpipers.

I make reference to Saturday morning because things are now so different than they used to be. I'm still awake from Friday night (never mind). Before, I was cloistered by Sundown Friday. That is the beginning of Sabbath for the 7th Day Adventist faith. Sleep came early. Church activities also start early, and last all day. I've known people in the church over the years who had brutally hard jobs, and waking up early Saturday mornings for church services was a hardship, but they did it. And that alone shot half their weekend to hell. So much for a day of rest.

Nowadays, I'm up late, and often all night, on Friday nights. Instead of spending all day at church, I'll be sleeping in, and getting some much-needed rest. I can't tell you just how good that feels.

Oddly, I feel no resentment towards the church. Many people rely on it for guidance through their daily lives, crutch, maybe, but in all fairness, it does help many people. I was educated in two of their schools, and I feel that the basic education that I got from them was a very good one.

I have at times felt like registering for one class at the nearby Community College so that I can say that I attended at least one public school.

But, I love the feeling of having choices of where I'll be at certain times on certain days. It's a great feeling. Before, I felt like an invisible cloud was hanging over me, with a voice only I could hear saying "Clara, you will be here at such and such a time, no ifs, ands, or buts, or else!" The voice never said what "else" was, though.

Now leading a secular life, I can't appreciate enough what having choices now means.

It's now just about a quarter after 6am, Pacific time. The sun is coming up. I think I'll finally kick the high heels off.

Have a grrrrr-eat day! I plan to.