Friday just is.
And explanation of that first sentence. I was about to write a complete sentence then thought, “Oh hell, I’ll just make my blog post later.” I didn’t realize WordPress had saved it till I logged back in and saw I had an untitled draft. Naturally I clicked Edit. At first it looked as if WordPress had saved a blank screen, and I said, “How appropriate.” Then the above sentence fragment appeared, and I kind of liked it.
The second paragraph was composed on our tablet, you know, one letter at a time with the stylus, till the word I want appears above the keyboard.
Now I’m back on the laptop. Aaahhhh… I still don’t have anything to say, but it sure is a lot quicker to ramble on. The first sentence was going to be a reflection that Friday is different when it is the end of a vacation week. Then I thought, well, duh. I have spent most of today reminding myself that this is still a three day weekend for me. If I had worked all week and was at the beginning of a three day weekend, I’d be pretty damn happy, wouldn’t I? Well, then.
So I am reasonably content with my lot in life tonight. Three more days till I return to the beastly grind, which, as I may have said, is not particularly beastly nor even grind-like. I am actually feeling kind of zen about it. I guess somebody who knows a lot about zen would tell me I am misusing the expression quite disgracefully. I did read a book about zen once: Zen and the Art of Archery, I think it was, no idea who wrote it. My cello teacher recommended it to me. She was kind of a weirdo, although I remember being quite impressed with her when I was a high school student.
What I mean by “feeling kind of zen” is, the first sentence sounds oddly appropriate to me. Then again, perhaps the blank screen would have been better. Discuss amongst yourselves. I must get back to enjoying my three day weekend.
Mohawk Valley Girl 