Weekend mood

There is something magical about a Friday. The very mention of that word makes you smile. It makes you feel lighter, makes you want to get up and dance, makes you want to go 'yipppeeeeee'!!!
For me Friday means good news. It means I get to spend the weekend with my darling daughter and can get rid, for sometime at least,  of my guilt of not being there for her the whole week. It means a whole day at mom's place and a day of mom made food (yummy). It means a packed two days where all the shopping, cleaning, small errands, meeting friends, watching TV, sleeping late and a whole lot of other things are stuffed in to the extent that you feel 2 days of weekend is nothing at all. And how those two days fly off! Before you know it the weekend's gone and the dreaded Monday Blues set in. Sometimes I feel like Garfield. Besides being my favourite Cartoon Cat, he also suffers from this cute and really empathisable Monday Phobia.

Enough is expressed about the Friday joy and the Monday dread, be it on FB or in forwarded mails or in laments from acquaintances. But the fact remains that all that is said is not enough! We will continue to love Fridays and feel nice about it and continue to hate Mondays and feel miserable about it.
Someone said after Monday, Tuesday even the calender reads WTF!!! I, for my part say, just like how every night means that a dawn is not too far away, so also every Friday only means a Monday is closely following it. So rejoice, but with control, freak out, but not with abandon. For the weekend will roll away and then it will be duty time again. Life will then be calling and where will you be????


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