I have mixed feelings about Fridays. Most people I know love them as they signal the start of the weekend. Everyone loves that, don’t they?
Well, I do like the fact that my working week is at an end, but weekends for me are usually not very good, so I don’t have that fevered excitement that others seem to experience. OK, I won’t have to get out of bed at 6am tomorrow, but I’ll have a long day with just my own thoughts for company.
In order to counterract that, I have planned the next few weekends so that I have something to do.
Tonight I am off to stay at a friend’s house. She has invited me along with four or five other people that we’ve known for a long time. A ‘girly’ night they tell me. There will be wine, chat and Chinese food and it will be thoroughly enjoyable, I’m sure.
Tomorrow I will come home in the middle of the day, take the dog for a walk and then it will be almost time for bed! So only Sunday to cope with then.
Next weekend there is a whole weekend trip planned – more about that later.
Meanwhile, I will enjoy my girly time this evening and maybe on Sunday I will get out my paints and do something startling for an upcoming exhibition.. Who knows?