For being the last day of a four day week, today felt kind of like a four week day. I am sure many people felt the same way. Oh, it was not a horrible day. I don’t mean to whine. At least, I guess I am whining, but I hope not to be too tedious about it. A tedious work day need not lead to a tedious blog post.
The fact is, I am not feeling Friday. As a Monday through Friday worker, I expect to feel happy on Friday. This is not an unreasonable expectation. Should I not be filled with pleasurable anticipation of a weekend wherein I do not have to go to work? I don’t mind my job, it is a good job and all that, but I do not have one of those thrilling careers where you just can’t wait to get to work in the morning. I’ll tell you what: I have never in my long life of employment had a job that was better than a day off.
Ooh, here’s some pleasurable anticipation for me: I just heard a rumble of thunder! I have been wanting a thunder storm since… oh hell, I almost ALWAYS love a thunder storm. I hope we do not lose power. For one reason, this laptop needs a new battery. Let this be a reminder for me to order one.
Here is a self-fulfilling prophecy for you: I typed in that headline, not in fact seeing any light at the end of the tunnel (full disclosure: the tunnel I am in is not even that dark). It was the only play on words involving “lame” that I could come up with. Then I started typing about what a dour, dank day I was having. And then I heard the thunder and everything got a whole lot better! Turns out lightning is the light at the end of the tunnel. Who’da thunk it?
Some didactic sort is now saying, “You said LAME at the end of the tunnel, not LIGHT.” I say that’s a pretty lame argument, but that’s OK, because it goes right along with my lame blog post on Lame Post Friday. All of a sudden, I’m feeling Friday again!
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