Dear Friday,

You have given me the motivation to begin posting again on my blog.  The day is beautiful outside and the office is empty.  I sit here waiting for the next 30 minutes to pass, so impatiently.  In fact, my eyes keep drooping with anticipation.  So I thought, what better way to pass the remainder of this wonderful work week with a letter to you about my appreciation for you and what Friday entails.

Only on Fridays do I get Starbucks (unless Tuesday insists on it).
Only on Fridays do I get to eat out for lunch instead of some home made throw in the microwave diet meal (even today you let me grab Mochi).
Only on Friday would I ever allow myself to be hungover, because really Friday is probably the most unproductive day of the week anyway. (well...until Sunday in the summer came along)
Only on Friday do I like my job so little that I am ready to leave as soon as the digital clock hits 5pm.
Only on Fridays does my liver start liking me again....until Friday night that is.

You know, if opposites really attract, I think I have the perfect match for you....Monday!  You may hit it off really well.  It would have to be a long distance relationship since you are so far apart in time but maybe long distances work sometimes.  Look at mine.  They aren't easy though and you'll never be able to really be together.

If you ever need some advice from me, Friday, I would be happy to help.  After all, you have done so much for me all these years, that I can only offer something back.  How about I raise a toast to you tonight?  Well, I think I do that every Friday!

Love you forever and always....

me