We are all supposed to be so geeked up and happy when Friday comes right?
I could care less about Friday.
All it means over here at Casa de Covington is that I have 2-3 uninterrupted days with the people who live in my house.
Yes, I am talking about my kids.
It means i get to scream upstairs and Facetime folks who don't answer when I do.
It means I will get asked about ordering DoorDash no less than 12-15 times (it's a holiday weekend).
It means I will literally have to fight for couch position and TV time.
It means I will spend even more time thinking about what I need to do and how it's a week into October and I still don't have a real Black Friday plan and stressing about social media posts, because the weekends are the slowest times for my business. At least 2 hours will be spent scrolling the internet and then another 2 hours spent thinking about how I wasted the 2 hours scrolling the internet.
Don't laugh, you know how it is.
I just realized I have not had my coffee yet.
Yet, here I am trying to string words together into cohesive sentences.... Nope. Let me get myself in order.
What do you have planned for today?
Does Friday give you the feels or nah?