Once upon a time there were seven days, and of course at the end of the sixth day one was pooped so he it be deemed that that you could rest on a pew or stand around and prayer while the ladies looked on or ... So the 6 day work week was instituted , that was fine you could claim a rest day by taking a Holy day there be a hundred or so. That created a problem not enough widgets were be made, so the 60 hour work was instituded, or six 10 hour days be nice, but some groups saw an opportunity to sell bead and cheese on the day of rest as every one wanted to rest at the same time except those that be giving homilies, then work be reduced to 56 hrs so people could do their archery or kick a ball around. Then shop keepers still not have customers so they reduce hours to 48, that did not help, still had to make the same number of widgets, so reduce the hours to 40, still could get thy bread and cheese as the baker would close up as thee came wearily home, Then one of the powers to be realised that money could be made by keeping the stores open late. But the Day of rest still stayed the same, the Saturday afternoon stayed but reasons to have have the day of rest on a Sunday was to allow folks to sit in a pew, but now very few go pew sitting anymore, so the day of rest could be any day, and thy favourite occupation of vegetating can be on any day, too. Habits of Two millenniums die hard. Personally I like my days off when all others be watching for the whip, but now I have 7 days to pew it but I do not, I just exercise my keyboard. And I have always dislike Holy days as live stock never take a day of rest, And Molly would put her foot in that part of the anatomy if I failed to relieve her of bounty, and of course my knees would give me hell too.