Few things are as satisfying as waking up and realizing it's Friday. It means the long slog is finally coming to an end (for this week, at least). At last, we can see a light at the end of the tunnel. But for most of us, this feeling is long gone by late Saturday/early Sunday. That's when it hits us: we'll have to go back to work in only a matter of hours. However, I try to make the most of the Friday euphoria while I still can. As I've stressed in prior posts, sometimes we derive more enjoyment out of anticipating something than actually experiencing it. Fridays are no exception. I even begin to get giddy Thursday night. After working hard all week, it feels good to know that two days of rest, relaxation and leisure are upon us. I only wish weekends could be longer; three days would be ideal! What do you think?

Don't you just love Fridays? There's nothing like seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after a busy week. As I noted in a recent post, sometimes the "edge-of-your-seat" feeling that comes over us when the weekend draws near can be better than experiencing the weekend itself. I know for a fact that I feel a whole lot happier on Friday evenings than I do Sunday mornings. Just knowing that you'll be off the next two days is far more gratifying than waking up Sunday and realizing that, while you have the day to relax or do whatever else you need to take care of, you'll be off to work again in less than 24 hours. I'm not sure if you're the same way, but to me, Sunday doesn't start at 12 a.m. It starts whenever it is that I wake up, whether that be 10 a.m., noon, or 3 p.m. In other words, it could be 4 a.m. Sunday morning and I'll still think it's Saturday night. This always creates the illusion that the weekend is longer, even thoug...

Hands down, my favorite day -- or should I say time -- of the week starts the moment I leave work Friday and ends the second I fall asleep Saturday night. We eagerly await Fridays because they not only mark the end of the work week, but they precede two off days that will afford us at least a little bit of time to relax and spend time with friends and family. Saturdays are great, but I don't look forward to them as much as I do Fridays, probably because I see it as "the day that comes before the day before we have to go back to work." And let's not even talk about Sundays; I tend to dread them almost as deeply as I do Mondays. As I've noted in other posts, sometimes the anticipation that builds over time is more exciting than actually experiencing something. That's probably why so many people say the most enjoyable part of a road trip is the drive to one's destination rather than the destination itself. I suppose it ties into "wanting what you c...