At my little parish, Wednesdays are our priest's day off. Well deserved, of course. He works the other 6 days a week, so I can hardly begrudge him the time away.
For me, though, this creates a little dilemma. Most Wednesdays, sleeping late wins. It is the day I start work at 12:00, so it is a luxurious morning of doing nothing. On those weeks, it is usually the only day during the week when I am not in church.
Some days, though, I get up and head to another local parish for Mass. There is a church right down the street with Mass at 9.
In either case, I start the day with scripture and prayer, reflecting on the Grace that God has given me. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you.