Even though my school days are long gone, I still get that "feeling" every Friday. You know the one - potent combo of excited anticipation, great expectations and unprovoked bubbling optimism. Like anything could happen, like everything could happen! Blue skies and office hours don't help either.... Being a responsible, very reasonable grown up in a lasting loving relationship, one would expect everything but that Friday vibe. However (one of the greatest linguistic marvels that word - however) vibe is still there, and in force. Some might say it's not a bad thing, and I suppose it isn't, but it is definitely bit peculiar, especially as my weekends usually don't hold any major excitements/surprises and more often then not follow this pattern - plenty of sleep, big clean up, chance to read in piece and watch morning TV. And I love my weekends, I love them all, they are mine and to me - lovely. But sometimes even I must say - wow, what...a....thrill.... :)
bbb x
