T.G.I. FRIDAY!

I’ve decided there is a definite need for a somewhat normal post to distract each of you from the apparent weirdness I’ve displayed in my last several posts.

But, with that it mind, I have to tell those of you who have said something either to me personally or as a comment that somewhat recognized the humorous nature of these posts…well, I appreciate knowing that the humorous side was recognized. I wasn’t ever really worried that it wouldn’t, but a couple things of feedback kinda led me to doubt. I’m not seriously a psycho stalker…afterall, I probably would have not shared any of these stories had I seriously been personally concerned. While the thoughts briefly stepped into my mind, they were not serious and really the aftermath of my “humor” which finds joy in picking out what could be the potentially best awkward situation. (Really, most of the times I find things to laugh at are times when something happens and then I think haha…what if this happened too…or what if he had done this. This also kinda reminds me of the situations my sister and I deemed TWI moments. By definition, these situations are things that would seem really odd, strange, or simply funny if someone who didn’t know what was going on happened to walk in at that very moment: what if “They Walked In” moments.

And now with that, a change of subject…now, I rejoice in the greatness that is FRIDAYS. I have to tell ya, I used to count down to, wish for, and pretty much despise every day before Fridays. (JK on the despise use) I mean, when you are balancing a crazy schedule consisting of a full school load, three or four jobs, a social life, etc., or even just long hours at a job that seems to drag by, Friday is of course the most sought-after day. (Sought-after meaning that if everybody were a day, a whole lot more would want to be Friday over, say, Tuesday.) Fridays brings a feeling of accomplishment: you still have things to do and finish, but once those are done, you can take (hopefully) a little time to relax from your normal to-do list. Fridays bring a change from the rest of the week: typically ones schedule on Friday evenings, Saturdays and Sundays largely differ from other days. Fridays bring fun: Everyone always asks what your plans for the weekend are. Fridays mark growth and passing time: That’s right, another week has already passed by but look at everything you did. Congrats, you have successfully survived another week.

Lately I have, on several occasions, found that Fridays have been sneaking up on me. I’m not complaining, but I am simply amazed at how fast the weeks have been going by, how fast each day of the week comes, goes and moves aside. And this is amazing because I can’t recall this happening with so much consistency ever before. Every week flies by and every week I find myself thinking, “Is it Friday already?”

One thing about this is that I’ve realized I’m pretty happy and content with where I am right now. I mean, I never planned on staying and working in Utah, much less Utah County, but when I started planning on trying to move out east again in a year or so, I found hesitance as I realized that I really like and enjoy my job. This contributes a lot to the weeks going by so quickly. I hate jobs where the clock just slowly ticks by every day, every hour, every minute. But here the time goes by so quickly. I’m enjoying everything I’m doing. I have a full plate of responsibilities and am increasingly getting more as I’m here longer. Plus there’s so much to learn. I honestly only have a small understanding of how everything here at my job works together and know that over time, I’ll better grasp every aspect and be able to be so much more productive and beneficial as an employee. Not to mention, I am soo brushing up on my skills to compete in “Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?”. And I get off work early enough that I can generally take a little hour or so break to relax before I embark on a couple hours of other activities that I choose. I find time and schedule hangouts and activities with friends, sometimes actually cook and am developing a list of other things I want/need to accomplish.

But yes, I love Fridays. And the weekends that follow. And the weekdays that fly by and precede it. Yes, life is good. So we’ll see what I decide about the future.