Friday according to me is the best day of the week. Waking up on a Friday morning brings with it a glorious sense of anticipation. Here is generally how a Friday morning fares.
The alarm buzzes, I grunt, open my eye(just one), hit the snooze button on my alarm, convince myself that 10 more minutes of sleep won't do me much harm and then with a wonderful sense of relief which makes my soul tingle realize that I can wake up 60 mins later tomorrow if I wish - God! i don't even need to have the alarm on. (who invented those dratted thing anyway?
By this time my second alarm set rings. I continue convincing the lazy me - which is a dominant part of my personality - since i can sleep most of the day tomorrow and day after if i wish - getting up now shouldnt be a sacrifice. I crawl out of bed, sigh a little for my husband who would have left 2 hours ago - poor soul and work through my morning ( well its almost 10 a.m. but i work cross shifts and don't get to bed until 2-3 a.m.)
I express shower - Tomorrow I will have a long bath
Cooking is finished with a song on my lips - we will eat out tomorrow.
I dress for work with a smile in my heart - I can stay home all day in my PJs, eating chips and watching TV or reading a novel.
I zip through my day at work - not even wincing at the paperwork - I dont have to do this for 2 more days - 48 hours - 2880 mins - 172800 seconds!!!!!
I am home - eating a dinner - reading my book - drifting off to sleep
Saturday dawns - no alarm - its almost noon - who cares except ----- Monday is just 36 hours away and i have to wait almost a week before I can do this again!
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