I know it's probably not a good thing to spend your life living for the weekends, but the reality is that if you work at a job away home you most likely count down the days each week. Even though time seems to pass incredibly slow on Friday's, it's usually a happy day at work where everyone feels a bit lighter... we've survived another busy work week and we can smell the scent of freedom.
Freedom, that's what Friday represents to me - it signals that once 5 PM comes I have the next two days to do as I please, and the only "must do's" there will be are the obligations I place on myself, directly related to my own needs and desires. I will also have freedom from the non-stop ringing of phones. The quiet is such a blessing, it clears my mind and restores my soul.
Thank you Lord for Fridays and the freedom to go my own way!