Today is my Friday, what a great feeling. It does not matter if your last day of work for the week is Tuesday, Wednesday or Thursday it all has that joyful bliss of being your last day stuck in the rate race we call work. Why is it then that on the last day your motivation level creeps downward as the clock begins to tick at an ever slowing pace? You would think that you would be super productive since you know you are about to head out, but no I find my thoughts drifting, my energy fading, and my desire to stay all but gone.
This weekend is extra special. Candace and I get to head up to the frozen tundra (ok it probably isn't that cold yet) of Northern Illinois. Her cousin is getting married so we get to see her family and also will have a day to hang with my family. Unfortunately the trip will be quick and not time for friends or anything else but it will still be nice to see both sides of our family.
See all you children next week!
1 comment:
cough...visit elgin... cough....
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