My absolute favorite thing about weekends are the slow mornings. My weekday mornings are an absolute mess, I snooze the alarm forever, I get up way too late and end up being super busy resulting in no time for breakfast before I rush out the door. That in itself is quite contradictory, since I’m otherwise a HUGE fan of slow mornings and having loads of time for a delicious breakfast.
That’s exactly why weekend mornings are something I look forward to all week. I can spend a lot of time during the week fantasizing about what kind of breakfast I want to prepare Saturdays and Sundays.