Friday Night Highlights

It's Friday. Finally. There's something about arriving at Friday night after a long week of work. Since joining the working world, brief though my experience may be, I have discovered a tendency I never before noticed in the stressful-yet-sporadic and largely free college years. It is the tendency, nay the necessity, of rest. The exhaustive drudgery that repetitive work can sometimes be, though it may not initially appear physically or mentally taxing, is remarkable--leaving one all but incapable of involved activity at the end of a long work week. I won't even mention the ridiculous emotional effects of dealing with people in customer service. Courtney (who's finally back on Monday by the by) will testify, she discovered this with me and unfortunately received the effects of this as I first encountered it. Granted, a person's emotional response to this exhaustion is largely a choice, but I think it was Bing Crosby who said in "White Christmas" as he's trying to help Dean Jagger's character cope with retirement, "There's something to be said for leisure." Admittedly, it's not as bad as it was during the first few months after I started. Maybe I've learned to deal with it. Maybe I've just adjusted. Maybe I've reached a point of comfortability with working full time. Maybe I know I won't have to much longer and there's a light at the end of this short tunnel, haha. But i still find myself eager to get off work on Friday, get in a quick work out, eat, shower, and finally relax in limited company, awaiting a full night's sleep, without having to anticipate waking to an alarm at 5:30 and repeating the daily grind while operating on too much coffee, dealing with frustrated and difficult people who often have no regard for your humanity, and trying not to watch the clock as it slowly ticks off each second of your eight-hour work day. Haha, OK, that's a little melodramatic, but I couldn't resist. All this to say, It's here, and I am, so I will. Thank God for weekends.