For years and years Friday meant the end of another work week and two days off. Weekends were usually hectic for me, since I needed to do all the marketing for the coming week, the laundry, cooking, etc. (I COULD have spread it out during the week, but working full time, going to graduate classes twice a week, raising our son, being a wife, feeding us, nightly chores, getting ready for the next day, occupied more than all of my time. Still, Fridays meant a change of pace and a bit of freedom.
Now our son is grown, we’re retired, and Friday is just another potentially wonderful day. We look forward to seeing our friends at Lunch Bunch. We usually do some errands before and after, then settle down back home.
I love not having most of my time spoken for. I really like figuring out something I want to accomplish each day – or at least work AT – so I’m using my time well. I love the freedom of not having dire consequences if I don’t accomplish all on my to-do list each day.
Being able to just lie back and let myself go if I’m sleepy in the afternoon is a perk beyond price. Having few appointments and some nice quiet days is something my soul needs. One of my favorite things now is walking around our yard, seeing something that needs to be done and doing it, or spending time by myself reading, listening to music, playing in my art room, or choosing to do nothing at all.
I hope Friday each week means wonderful things for you.
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