I'm sitting Indian-style {I don't know if that's politically correct, oops} in the corner of my sectional sofa, reading glasses on, hair disheveled, listening to kids outside my open balcony window.
It's Friday.
And I do love my Fridays. I don't have class, I can sleep late {like I did until 11am this morning}, and it makes me feel like my weekends start early {because they do}. It's a whole extra day tacked on to my weekend, a day in which I can choose to be productive, or procrastinate further.
Today I am staying at home.
All day long.
But I will be productive.
I have a writing portfolio due in my 'Writing Fiction' class by next Sunday and I desperately need to work on that.
I am determined to start writing on my other blog again, for it has the potential to be great but I've purposefully neglected it for almost a year now. Yes, purposefully. That's a whole 'nother story.
I also have a desire to wear sweat pants all day and keep my face make-up free. I couldn't leave even if I wanted to, for fear that my baggy eyes and slept-on hair would send crowds screaming and running away in panic.
Gas increased by 0.20 cents this week. I do not lie when I say that this also affects my choice in staying home today. It makes me feel a little queasy when I think about it. Doesn't it you? And projections that it will be $4 by May...shudder.
I have a lot of praying to do as well. I have a lot of things running through my mind, and need guidance from the Lord for all of them. Good things, mundane things, opportunities, decisions, etc. Today is prayerful.
I wish for you to have a wonderful Friday. Maybe you're doing something fun and that can count for the both of us.
End note:
Funny for Friday: Baby Kirby is a funny one...















