I haven't had a day job in thirteen years, and yet I still look forward to Friday afternoon. I got out at 3 pm (after starting at 6 am -- loved those flexible hours). Of course, the truth is, I work a lot harder and longer hours now that I work for myself than I ever did when I "worked for the man."
Friday. It's kind of a fun word.
Fridays often mean FISH FRY DAY. Around my neck of the woods, that means beer-battered fried haddock. That's the fish of choice. It's really quite wonderful. And the fries. Yum. I like the kind that come with a little bit of cornmeal on them. Makes them extra crunchy. Of course, crinkle fries are pretty good, too. Doused in malt vinegar .... mmm mmm good!
Friday. Can't help it. I still look forward to it.
What's your favorite day of the week?