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.