The last two Fridays were out of the ordinary, in the sense that I went into the office. Special circumstances required it. So no qualms here. But working five days in a row does provide a certain shock to the system.
Personally, I feel as though that extra day off affords me a healthy degree of separation. Otherwise, I think I get too engrossed in work, and I lose perspective on what I’m working on. But maybe that’s just me.
But today was a return to Freedom Fridays. I slept in until 8:20am. Lucidly dreaming my way into the day. I went to the gym and did some weight training. I did my banking – nothing provides me a sense of order like tracking my finances. I had a manicure and pedicure with my dear friend Fiona, followed up by an evening of indulgence with her and Mark in Borough Market.
In the words of Ice Cube I gotta say, today was a good day.