It’s Friday. The end of a tough week at work.
It’s Friday. I ran today, after a couple of weeks with dodgy asthma.
It’s Friday. I’m being a bit grumpy with the kids.
It’s Friday. I’m the only one in the house.
It’s Friday. I may make chocolate in a few minutes.
It’s Friday. I’m starting to relax.
It’s Friday. I don’t know what I’m doing on Monday.
It’s Friday. I can worry about Monday on Monday.
It’s Friday. I have to organise and pack for T’s five day school residential trip next week.
It’s Friday......
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