FRIYAY!

 It's Friday!

Or as I like to call it Friyay!

There is so much promise to a Friday. You have the whole weekend ahead of you. Maybe your Friday is not a Friday. Maybe it's a Tuesday. Either way that night before a day off is the best. Whether you have plans or not there is always the potential of some shenanigans occurring. 

Of course, my good times now are not the same as they used to be. No more clubs and later nights that turned into early mornings for me. Now my idea of a good time is crocheting a blanket while listening to music. Or reading a book while listening to music. Or cooking while listening to music. I guess really anything as long as I get to listen to music. 

How often though do we take the time to really do what we really enjoy doing? I know I am not a doctor (I just play one on TV) but if I were I would prescribe that each and every one of you take the time to do something you LOVE this weekend. 

Here are some suggestions:

Lay in bed, eat ice cream and binge your favourite shows or a movie you haven't seen for a while. Just so you know, Dirty Dancing is on Netflix.

It's spooky season! Start decorating for the Ghosts and Goblins.

Thanksgiving is pretty close. Maybe get your pies baked.

Go for a long walk. The trees are changing colour and you'll get to walk through the crunchy leaves.

Start a new book, reread an old favourite, or finish the one you've been working on. 

Call a friend, many friends. Get out and do something. Or have them in for a games night. 

I can't believe I didn't mention hanging out with your fuzzy friends. Your dog and maybe your cat would love for some extra cuddles and time spent with you.

Or, grab some friends and volunteer somewhere. Extra karma points are never a bad thing and you'll feel so much better about the world after.

I am sure there are endless possibilities, we just need to remember to grab them and do it! You've earned a break, we all have. Times are tough, treat yourself. I said so. 

Oh, and just because I'm like this; here are seven songs that I am living for right now (it started at five then grew):

Sinnerman by Nina Simone

Barrett's Privateers by Stan Rogers

Beggin by Maneskin

Your Ex-Lover is Dead by Stars

Cornbread and Butterbeans by the Carolina Chocolate Drops

Wasted by William Prince

Starting Over by Chris Stapleton






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