Power of Friday

Friday holds such a dear spot in my heart, but it also worries me a little that I live for Fridays. Starting first thing Monday, thoughts of Friday afternoon began to pop into my head. As the week continues, those thoughts become more and more frequent. I find myself asking others "Is it Friday yet?" I live for Fridays at 2:15 when my students walk out the door. Something about knowing I don't have to be responsible for 20 students well-being seems oh so relaxing. I love my job but I also love my "me" time.