The Great Weekend Dilemma

Decisions, decisions. The weekend has arrived, and suddenly I find myself standing at the crossroads of one of life’s deepest questions: should I sit down and do nothing… or lay down and do nothing?

Now, don’t laugh. This is serious business. After a long week of productivity, errands, responsibilities, and pretending to be an adult, Saturday presents a sacred opportunity: the chance to decide how best to properly do nothing. And trust me, there are rules.

The Case for Sitting

Sitting has undeniable perks. For one thing, it makes you look purposeful, as if you’re deep in thought. Sit with a cup of coffee, lean back in your chair, and voilà—you suddenly appear like a philosopher reflecting on the meaning of existence. In reality, you’re just staring at the wall, thinking about whether you left the laundry in the washer. But that’s the beauty of it: sitting lets you look engaged while being gloriously unengaged.

It’s also snack-friendly. You can easily grab chips, scroll your phone, or give a half-hearted nod to whoever’s talking to you. Sitting is the Swiss Army knife of doing nothing.

The Case for Laying Down

And yet… laying down is the ultimate luxury. It’s not just a position; it’s a statement. It says, “I have no plans, and I’m fully committed to them.” It offers the full spa-like experience without the price tag. Stretch out, pull up a blanket, and let your weekend spirit reach its highest form.

Of course, there’s a catch: laying down comes with the high risk of naps. You may tell yourself, “I’ll just close my eyes for a minute.” But when you open them again, it’s three hours later, the coffee is cold, and somehow you’ve missed half of Saturday. Still, if that’s the worst outcome, is it really that bad?

The Effort Problem

Here’s where things get tricky. If I start by sitting and later decide to lay down, it’s a smooth, natural transition. A graceful slide into comfort. But if I begin by laying down and suddenly feel the urge to sit up? That requires energy. Muscles. Determination. And let’s be honest—on a Saturday, effort is the sworn enemy of peace.

The Compromise

So after deep reflection (and about 30 minutes of alternating between both), I’ve come to my conclusion. I’ll start by sitting, then lay down, then maybe sit again, and at some point—if the universe is kind—make the heroic journey to the kitchen for snacks. It’s a flexible, balanced routine. A masterpiece of weekend strategy.

Because really, the secret to Saturdays isn’t choosing between sitting or laying down. It’s embracing the freedom to do both… at your own unhurried pace.

Happy Saturday to everyone facing this same “difficult” choice. May your snacks be close, your naps be refreshing, and your only effort be deciding which way you want to relax.

GK