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{Thank God It's} FRIDAY


I don't think I've ever talked about how Friday is my absolute favorite day of the week. Even when I was unemployed for eight months that was one thing that never changed. I'm not sure when I realized that Friday was my favorite day, but I LOVE it. I seem to be in the best moods on Fridays even though 95% of the time we don't have anything special or out of the ordinary planned. It's just something about knowing I made it through another week. My work day is always short on Fridays (because I work hard the other 4 days!) so I am able to get some routine "chores" done before the weekend. I get to the grocery store, I do laundry, I work from home, I can schedule personal appointments, sometimes I take a nap. This summer I used Friday afternoons as my pool day. I read a book and soaked up as much vitamin D as I wanted. It's a constant in my sometimes hectic and unpredictable routine. Friday afternoons are mine as long as it works out for me to arrange my schedule as such. Fridays used to mean happy hour after work with Matthew, but we have gotten out of that habit since we don't work very close to each other anymore. It's okay, though. Instead it has turned into movie night, which is even better. Sometimes we get really crazy and dance around in the living room while we drink beer and listen to records. Those are probably my MOST favorite Friday nights, because they remind me of home. I don't get the excited feeling that I have on Fridays any other day of the week, not even Saturday or holidays.




I get to spend this Friday night back at home with the people I love and miss so much, there is no better feeling in the world!

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