You spend all week at work, Monday to Friday, doing the hours so you’ve got the cash to do the things you want to do when your weekend rolls around. You look at pictures and read about all the trips and adventures you crave. But all that work takes its toll, and by the time the weekend rolls around, you’re stuffed. You have a few cold ones on Friday, a little sleep-in on Saturday, next thing you know, it’s the lawns, the shopping, ‘just gotta fix that guttering’, and “by the way, Susan and the kids are dropping by later for a BBQ”. Suddenly, your alarm clock is going off, it’s Monday morning, you’re rubbing sleep out of your eyes and heading back to work again. What happened? ‘Not again’,…