Ah, Friday. I’ve loved this day since I was school aged. It signaled the start of two days of fun and excitement. It meant I could stay up late and sleep in the next morning. Now, however, it’s just another day in the week. I work from home, so I work on the weekends. And my daughter hasn’t let me sleep in for nearly 2 years now. But Friday still holds a special place in my heart.
I’ve gotten so much done this week, my head is spinning. I’ve located a wonderful editor for my novels for a song, I’ve burned though pages and warn the letters off my keyboard. My office is set up and waiting for me. Today, I have to admit laziness. I’ve only typed maybe two pages, if that. I’ve spent most of the day watching movies and playing with my girl. It’s not that I don’t want to write today, it’s more I need to give my body a break. I’m sure I’ll be back at it as soon as the little one goes down for a nap. But in the mean time, it’s good to just be.