I woke up today weary. I was glad that it was Friday, although I admit I would have been even happier had it been Saturday. Here's the deal, I like my job, I like my boss but this working full time while trying to keep a home together and a family organized is exhausting. And some weeks I wear it better than others. I can't think of the last time I wasn't grateful for Friday finally coming around. By Friday morning I am dragging, by Friday afternoon I sometimes feel concerned for my safety and others as I drive home. ;) Just kidding...maybe. Fridays nights I am the very definition of a couch potato. I can't move, my brain has shut down, I don't even have the energy to...read! *GASP* So to say I am grateful for Fridays, and perhaps more specifically Friday nights, is an understatement. So as I am grateful for Mondays, I am also just as grateful for Fridays.
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