That Friday feeling

I've got that Friday feeling.   Time to kick off my shoes, pour a glass of wine and pat myself on the back for getting through another week.  Preparations will begin shortly for our DVDDPCGBTB night.  This consists of a family  DVD, duvets, popcorn, garlic bread and teddy bears.  All on a rather small sofa.  Good times.

Of course, there's still the flipside of the Friday feeling - the Sunday night feeling.  You know the one, that sinking sensation when you realise that you've got to get up in the morning and do it all over again. My first 'proper' job was as a sales rep for a telecomms company in the early nineties.  Power dressed and armed with a briefcase full of promotional literature I drove around London in my brand new Sierra.  I should have know it was a bad choice of career from the start, but I stuck it out for two long years.  When the Sunday night feeling began on Saturday afternoon, I knew it was time for a change.

But right now Sunday seems a long way off.  Time to gather the teddies and make that popcorn...