Is it just me or are Fridays extra long? Are you staring at the clock, wondering if something is pulling the universe in reverse? No? Just me? All we want to do is just get the weekend started. Are we really asking that much world? My favorite thing about Fridays is knowing I don’t have to get up at 4:30 the next day, cherishing the fact that when I wake up as the sun rises (rather than a loud alarm), I can sit down with my cozy, warm pajamas on, savor my breakfast dripping in peanut butter, while I nurse my cup of coffee. I read a chapter or two of something that pulls at my heart strings and welcome the quiet. My other favorite thing about Fridays is a mini ritual that I’ve grown quite fond of. After the work day I usually make a pitstop at the gym, then stop at the grocery store, wander through the wine section and select an intriguing new bottle of red. I dance over to the fish counter and select my favorite protein, salmon. Once I’m home, showered, ready to prepare my meal, I find myself relishing in the fact I have no rushing ahead, no bedtime to stick to, no adulting obligation….Fridays make my heart happy and my soul dance a bit. Time to light ALL the candles! Make your Friday count, folks. Warm, fuzzy, Friday hugs make everything better.
