Anyone else remember when weekends as a kid just felt completely different?

Like waking up early for no reason, cartoons already on, grabbing whatever cereal was in the cupboard (even if it was the “boring” one), and just sitting there in your pajamas for hours. No phones, no stress about anything, just waiting to see what the day turned into.

Feels weird thinking about how normal that was at the time. Curious what everyone else’s random “this used to be life” memories are.