Cliched, but “Thank God It’s Friday!”
Today was a successful day, a couple of big things moved forward significantly at work.
There’s a lot to be said for busting your butt, maximum effort, pedal to the metal, and having it pay off. That feels good.
There’s also a lot to be said for getting some sleep. And not waking up at 02:00 and 04:00 every night thinking about that project.
And now it’s necessary to keep the brain from starting to obsess over the other tasks and deadlines that were put on the back burner and which will now require a maximum effort come Monday.
Let’s spend the weekend breathing. Maybe just laying in the yard and watching clouds. Like these!
Wouldn’t it be amazing to soar up there like the hawks or ravens, spinning on the thermals, weaving in and out of the whispy white strands, diving down at maximum speed just because you can?
Monday morning will still be there in fifty-seven hours, two hours, and forty-nine seconds.
Make the world a better place. Relax.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 