I'm just done with ironing my shirts.
This means that my weekend is about to end.
I make it a rule to start my weekends by doing laundries and to put it to an end by ironing shirts. Those two household choirs are some kind of the rite of passage for me.
When I do laundry, I'm turned off from work. When I iron my shirts, I'm re-charged for work that is about to start from the next day.
I still have some time left for doing whatever I like.
Maybe I'll make me some coffee and read something, then get ready for the work tomorrow and go to sleep. Hmm, not a bad way of spending the very last drop of time of the weekend, don't you think so?