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Fromt the time I leave the Broadcast Center and make the familiar walk to Penn Station I am already in the process of putting the finishing touches to yet another full week.
And as soon as I finally plop down on my seat aboard the LIRR, the feeling of utter exhautstion I feel instantly gives way to instant relief as a wave of deep sleep washes over me . I relish this feeling because I know that I have made the most of another week. This ritual happens every Sunday night and as relaxing as this transition is, it never lasts too long because in the back of my mind I'm already dreading the beginning of the new week.

Another weekend come and gone, God I hate Mondays.

With the NCAA Selection Show a week from today, I am already anticipating the end of these self-imposed 7-day workweeks. I know that there will be a part of me that will miss it, but I'd be lying if I said that I won't be relieved to have the weekend to myself.