Friday, February 3, 2017

The end of the week

I will begin this post by telling you that yesterday (which was Thursday) felt so much like Friday for me that I began to question my sanity.  The timeframe for my sanity questioning was while I downed not one but two mugs of French-pressed coffee.  Wow - that stuff is strong...but I finally learned the trick.  The trick is to use less grounds.  Why didn't I think of this before?  *shrugs shoulders*  No idea.  It just hit me - maybe I should use less grounds...and I did and I loved it and I shall never be the same.  Well, my French-pressed coffee will never be the same.  True story.

Soo after I got done questioning my sanity (which just means when I punched-in at work), I thought I had a grip on this whole it's-Thursday-not-Friday-but-it-feels-like-Friday thing, my co-worker comes up to me and says, "Man, it feels like Friday.  Doesn't it?"  I'm agreeing and telling how I thought all morning that it was Friday but maybe it was the coffee.  Ummmm...maybe it's 'cause I'm crazy?!

A few minutes go by and another co-worker comes up expounding on the fact that today really feels Fridayish and I'm just sitting in my swivel chair thinking, WHAT IS TOMORROW - THE REAL FRIDAY - GOING TO FEEL LIKE?????  What if tomorrow feels likes Saturday and I'm not sure if I really have to work and then I don't show up for work thinking it's Saturday but really it's REAL Friday?????  Would they fire me?  I feel like they know me well enough to maybe know I'm a little crazy...so maybe they would just say, "GET TO WORK!!!!"  I don't know.

I'm happy to report that today - REAL Friday - felt like Friday...but a weird version of Friday.  Like 2nd Friday.  Yeah.  It was a bummer.  What a long week....  I'm thankful the Lord knew that I needed something fun to do this evening so He sent me a friend...and that friend wanted to meet at Meg's...and then that friend suggested a cupcake at Sugarjones..and then a chat.   

What a beautiful gift on this REAL Friday. 

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