Wishing my life away. . .well, sorda!

Friday Friday Friday, it’s 4:22pm. Tick Tick Tick goes the clock. I’m waiting for 5:00. Yes, I know that technically I am wishing 38 minutes of my life away. But I can’t help it, for on the other side of that 5 lies the weekend. Those coveted 2 ½ days you get to spend with friends, family, loved ones or alone.
I love the feeling of walking out of my cube. I never look back. Once I forgot my keys on my desk. I think I would have rather walked home than come back in these 3 ¾ walls. 4:30pm. 30 more minutes. I can make it 30 more minutes. I love writing during my last hour of work. It’s like putting the finishing touches on a college paper. It makes my adrenaline rush and I just turned the volume up on my iPod to match the excitement I’m feeling. 4:31. Tick tick tick. I have just enough time to tell you that the only thing I have planned for the weekend is 4th Friday, tonight with my friend Emily. Our outings are ALWAYS fun. She invited me about 2 hours ago. Until then I had no plans and was happy about it. But now I have plans and tonight will be one to talk about tomorrow - I’m sure. That’s just how it usually happens. 4:33 and counting. Oh yea – one more thing. It has rained today – all day. I looked outside and noticed that they (the city) have put up a three rail white fence along the roadside outside my window. I’ve decided that when things get rough here – I will look out my window and pretend I’m on Calumet Farm and that there are beautiful thoroughbreds off grazing in the fields. That’s exactly how beautiful the view is from my window. I am blessed to live in this beautiful state. 4:35 and it’s just a matter of time before I’ll walk into the damp spring air and head for home. A little wine before the art show should set me right. Right as rain!
4:36, it’s time to re-read this blog. 4:39. OK OK OK A little random on the thought process I’ve decided but that was a fun scribble of my thoughts. By the time I post this, straighten my desk and log off, it’ll be about 4:52. I’m stealing 8 minutes of my life back. Ha ha ha ha. Tick tick tick tick. “Happy weekend” says the clock.
“What say you”?
“Happy weekend indeed” I say.