Friday’s don’t have the same meaning as they once did. There was a time when Friday was my favorite day. It meant the week was over, the weekend was just beginning and I got to relax, have fun and sleep in.
Now Friday’s mean it’s the end of the week, the kids and husband will be home all weekend and I will have even more to clean up after. More fights to break up, more complaints of being bored and oh yeah I also work because that’s how restaurants roll.
So in a nutshell, Friday’s can suck it.
Momma on the Edge