Living For This Day
Because every Friday is the best there is!
Here I go again. My absolute favorite day of the week! I bounce out of bed with an extra pep in my step. I sing a few lyrics of a song I made up in my head and talk to my kitties while they stare at me the same as they do every single morning. A bit of Groundhog Day vibes but I’m not complaining because today is ‘that’ day! The day that puts an end to the boring mundane repetitive tasks that haunt me Monday through Thursday. I work a 9–5 all week so it’s the glorious beginning to the end of the same ole same, the thought of possibilities for the weekend, the planned get-togethers with friends, or the idea of doing absolutely nothing.
If I have ever told you I didn’t plan my weekends, just know I was lying. Kinda in the category of little white lies so please don’t hold it against me. My plans for this weekend ahead include a bit of writing, cooking something yummy, and me time. I also have a room to paint, a cabinet to put together, and loads of laundry to fold and put away. However, if I do too much I will find myself knocking on Sunday evening’s door and mad at myself for not getting in enough woosah time.
I’ve had this on and off again love affair with Friday since the last time I claimed it was the one and true love of my life. We just go together so well, no talking back, and…
