Waiting the coming day

Well, tomorrow is Easter. For the followers of Jesus, the Sabbath between Christ's death on Friday and his resurrection on Sunday must have been unbearably sad. I imagine that, after the Sabbath ended at sundown the women who followed Jesus started assembling the spices and whatever other materials they needed to anoint his corpse. Then they lay down to sleep so that they could wake up in time to go to his tomb as soon as there was any morning light.