Day 9: Friday. Finally.

This week has gone by so fast and yet the first thought I had this morning was, Friday. Finally. As I swung my feet out of bed, debating whether or not to touch down on the floor and start my day, I rubbed my eyes and tilted my head back with a audible sigh. How had this week taken so much out of me when I barely remember any of it?

That’s the weird thing, sometimes I just feel like I am going through the motions and come out the other side as tired and beat up as I ever been. The better part of me knows it was just a tough week and there have certainly been tougher ones and maybe it’s just that time of year. Winter is coming to an end and the promise of spring and all that is new is upon us.

 

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6 thoughts on “Day 9: Friday. Finally.

  1. Vickiela says:

    Tony! You basically read my mind. I am dying a slow death. I am going to blame it on the weather. Hope that you get some good rest this weekend.

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  2. “That’s the weird thing, sometimes I just feel like I am going through the motions and come out the other side as tired and beat up as I ever been.” Isn’t this the truth! Cheers to Friday, lady! We made it!

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